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As the evening drew to a close at Hogwarts, Harry, Draco, Hermione, Ron, and Neville gathered in the secret garden with Padfoot, also known as Sirius Black. The group was joined by several house-elves, who were busy tending to the garden. None of them had any idea about the Wizengamot meeting that had taken place earlier that day, or that Dumbledore and Amelia had proposed a trial for Sirius.
As they sat together, Harry and his friends began to discuss the Philosopher's Stone with Sirius. "We found out about the stone through a series of clues," Harry explained. "And we had to get past Fluffy, the three-headed dog, to get to it." Sirius's eyes widened in surprise as Harry told him how he had tamed Fluffy. "And now, we think that one of the teachers is trying to steal the stone," Ron added.
The group began to discuss their suspects, with Hermione pointing out that Snape had tried to jinx Harry's broom during their first Quidditch match. "That's true," Harry said, "but maybe Snape was just trying to counter a jinx that someone else had put on my broom." Sirius shook his head. "Snape would never try to save James's son," he said. "He's always had it in for you, Harry."
However, Harry countered that Snape had worked with him on the Potter-Snape Amnesia Potion and had treated him fairly. "That's just it, Harry," Ron said. "Snape's behavior must have been motivated by a desire for fame. He's always been a bit of a glory-seeker." Harry disagreed, pointing out that Snape had also helped him out of a difficult situation involving a dream reality convergence. "But that was only because Dumbledore told him to," Neville countered.
The discussion continued, with each of Harry's friends presenting evidence that suggested Snape was after the stone. Even Draco added his own observation, pointing out that Snape had gone after the Sorcerer's Stone when Harry had fallen and gotten lost in the Forbidden Forest. "I saw him, Harry," Draco said. "He was sneaking around, trying to get to the stone. And when Quirrell showed up, Snape backed off. It was like he was waiting for Quirrell to do the dirty work for him."
As the discussion drew to a close, Harry found himself increasingly isolated in his belief that Snape was innocent. "It must have been Snape who allowed the Dementors to come to the Quidditch stadium that day," Sirius said. Harry countered that Snape had used his Patronus to protect him, but Sirius dismissed this as a show. "Snape's just trying to cover his tracks, Harry," Sirius said. "He's not as innocent as you think he is."
Now, Harry didn't have a single supporter, not even Draco, who had previously been skeptical of Snape's guilt. No one believed his theory that Quirrell was after the stone, and he didn't have any proof to back it up. Harry felt frustrated and alone, wondering if he was the only one who could see the truth.
Just then, Hedwig came flying in, ending their discussion as she brought the evening edition of the Daily Prophet with her. She landed on Harry's shoulder, pecking his ears affectionately as he petted her. Her soft, white feathers glistened in the fading light, and her bright, round eyes shone with a gentle intelligence. Then, Harry took the Daily Prophet from her and began to read aloud, watching the expressions of the others.
"WIZENGAMOT PROPOSAL: SIRIUS BLACK TO RECEIVE TRIAL?" Harry read, his voice filled with a mix of emotions. The others looked at him with varying expressions. Neville, Ron, and Draco seemed happy and positive, their faces lighting up with excitement.
Neville exclaimed, "This is great news! Sirius might finally get the chance to clear his name!" His eyes shone with hope, and his face was alight with enthusiasm. Ron nodded in agreement, "Yeah, it's about time something went right for him." He grinned, his teeth flashing white in the fading light. Draco, too, seemed pleased, "This could be the beginning of the end of the Ministry's persecution of Sirius." His voice was smooth, his words dripping with sarcasm.
However, Sirius himself seemed thoughtful, his eyes narrowed in contemplation. "This is unexpected," he said, "but I'm not sure if it's good news or not. We'll have to wait and see what happens next." His face was serious, his eyes clouded with concern.
Harry and Hermione, on the other hand, didn't seem that happy. Harry's face was scrunched up in concern, while Hermione looked worried. "What's wrong, Harry?" Ron asked, noticing his friend's expression. Harry hesitated before answering, "I don't know...it just seems too good to be true. And what's with the condition that they need one proof in Sirius's favour?" Hermione nodded in agreement, "Yes, and what if they can't find any proof? What then?" Her brow was furrowed, her eyes narrowed in concern.
Sirius's eyes met Harry's, and he smiled wryly. "Don't worry, Harry. We'll find a way to prove my innocence. We just have to keep searching." His voice was calm, reassuring, but Harry couldn't shake off the feeling of unease that had settled in his stomach.
As the evening drew to a close, the kids made their way to the Great Hall for dinner, leaving Sirius hidden in his Padfoot form in the secret garden. The Great Hall was filled with the warm glow of candles and the sound of chatter and laughter. The long tables were laden with a variety of dishes, including roasted meats, steaming vegetables, and an assortment of sweet treats.
At dinner, they all sat at the Slytherin table, joined by friends from other houses, including Dean, Seamus, Sally, Parvati, and Lavender from Gryffindor, Susan, Hannah, Justin, Lily Moon, and Ernie from Hufflepuff, and Michael Corner, Lisa Turpin, Terry Boot, Anthony, and Sue from Ravenclaw, as well as friends in Slytherin, including Sophie Rogers, Vincent Crabbe, Daphne, and Tracey.
After dinner, Harry still felt the need to discuss his concerns with someone, someone he could talk to freely. And that someone was Ginny, the one person he loved and trusted more than anyone else. Since she was yet to start Hogwarts, she had read the article about Sirius's proposed trial at her home and was already aware of the situation.
Harry decided to retire to bed early, knowing that he could talk to Ginny in dreamland. He climbed into bed, feeling a sense of relief wash over him as he drifted off to sleep.
In dreamland, when they met, Ginny immediately sensed that Harry was worried. She pulled him into a warm hug, letting his panic and feeling of unease settle down before they began to discuss the article. "What's wrong, Harry?" Ginny asked, her voice soft and gentle.
"It's the article about Sirius's trial," Harry replied, his voice filled with concern. "I don't know what to make of it. Do you think it's a trap?" Ginny asked, her eyes wide with worry.
"I don't think so," Harry said, shaking his head. "I don't think Dumbledore would do something like that." Ginny nodded in agreement. "You're right. Dumbledore would never do something to hurt Sirius or you."
They discussed the article further, analyzing every detail. Ginny pointed out that the article mentioned that the Wizengamot had proposed a trial for Sirius, but only if they could find one piece of evidence to prove his innocence. "It's like they're setting him up to fail," Ginny said, her voice filled with frustration.
Harry nodded in agreement. "I know. It's like they're trying to make it impossible for him to prove his innocence." Ginny's eyes sparkled with determination. "We'll just have to make sure that we find that evidence, then."
Then, Ginny suggested, "Tomorrow, you should tell Dumbledore that Sirius is at Hogwarts." Harry nodded, knowing that it was the right thing to do. "And we should also tell Moony," Ginny added. Harry agreed, feeling a sense of relief wash over him.
Next morning, Harry woke up at his normal time, 5 am. He began his morning routine by brushing his teeth, then heading out for a run around the Black Lake. The snow-covered grounds crunched beneath his feet as he ran, the cold air invigorating his senses. For some reason, despite the freezing temperatures, Harry felt compelled to jump into the lake for a swim. The icy water shocked his system, but he swam laps, his muscles working hard to generate heat.
As he swam, the snowflakes fell gently around him, casting a serene silence over the lake. The water was crystal clear, and Harry could see fish swimming beneath the surface. He felt a sense of peace wash over him as he swam, his worries and concerns momentarily forgotten.
After his swim, Harry returned to the castle and began his yoga, exercise, and body-building routine. He was determined to maintain his perfectly muscular athletic body, and he worked hard to achieve his goal. Sweat dripped from his brow as he lifted weights and did push-ups, his muscles flexing with each movement.
Once he finished his workout, Harry headed over to Hagrid's hut, where he met the gamekeeper. They chatted for a while, discussing everything from the latest Quidditch match to the strange creatures that inhabited the Forbidden Forest. "I've been thinkin' of gettin' a new hippogriff," Hagrid said, his eyes twinkling with excitement. "One that's a bit more friendly than Buckbeak."
Harry grinned, feeling a sense of enthusiasm at the prospect of meeting a new hippogriff. "That sounds great, Hagrid," he said. "I'd love to meet the new hippogriff."
Harry and Hagrid then strolled into the forest outskirts, where they met the Thestrals. Hagrid had told Harry that the creatures were invisible, but Harry was able to sense them, and with his extraordinary ability to communicate with animals, he was able to interact with them too.
As they walked, the Thestrals flitted around them, their ghostly forms shimmering in the morning light. Harry reached out a hand, and one of the creatures nuzzled his palm. "They're beautiful," Harry said, his voice full of wonder.
"Aye, they are," Hagrid replied, his eyes shining with affection. "They're gentle creatures, despite their fearsome appearance." Harry nodded, feeling a sense of awe at the magic of the wizarding world.
After saying goodbye to Hagrid, Harry made his way to the secret garden, where he was instantly surrounded by the house-elves, Blinky, Chimey, and Wobby. They chattered excitedly, asking Harry about his day and offering him food and drink. Harry was amused when Wobby rebuked him for swimming in the Black Lake in such freezing temperatures.
"Master Harry, sir, you must be careful!" Wobby exclaimed, his eyes wide with worry. "You could catch your death of cold!" Harry chuckled, feeling a sense of warmth at the house-elves' concern for him.
As he helped in the garden, Harry spotted Padfoot in his dog form, sleeping in the sun. He approached the dog quietly, not wanting to startle him. But as he drew near, Padfoot woke up, his eyes snapping open. He licked Harry's face like a real dog, and then transformed into Sirius.
"Good morning, Harry," Sirius said, his eyes twinkling with amusement. "I see you're still getting up at the crack of dawn. You're a true Gryffindor, through and through." Harry grinned, feeling happy to see his godfather.
Sirius asked Harry what was the matter, as Harry seemed lost in thought. "Hey, Harry, what's going on?" Sirius asked, his voice filled with concern. "You seem a bit distracted. Are you still mad at me?" He looked at Harry with a serious expression, his eyes searching for answers. Sirius's eyes were filled with a deep regret, and his voice was laced with a hint of desperation.
Harry looked up at Sirius, his eyes narrowing slightly. "I am still mad at you, Sirius," Harry said, his voice firm. "I don't understand why you reacted the way you did when you found out Draco's surname was Malfoy." He shook his head, his brow furrowed in disappointment. Harry's voice was filled with a mix of emotions - anger, disappointment, and hurt.
Sirius looked down, shame written all over his face. "I'm sorry, Harry," he said, his voice barely above a whisper. "I was wrong to judge Draco based on his family. I know what it's like to have a dark family history, and I should have been more understanding." He paused, taking a deep breath before continuing. "I let my own prejudices get the better of me, and I'm truly sorry for that." Sirius's eyes were cast downward, and his voice was filled with remorse.
Harry's expression softened slightly, but he still looked upset. "It's not just that, Sirius," he said. "It's the way you treated Draco. You didn't even give him a chance to explain himself. And now, he's been avoiding you for two days." He shook his head, his eyes filled with concern. Harry's voice was filled with a deep sadness, and his eyes were filled with tears.
Sirius looked up, his eyes filled with regret. "I was wrong, Harry," he repeated. "I should have been more understanding. Can you...can you help me make things right with Draco?" He looked at Harry with pleading eyes, his face etched with remorse. Sirius's voice was filled with desperation, and his eyes were filled with a deep longing.
Harry nodded, a small smile on his face. "I'll try, Sirius," he said. "But you need to apologize to him sincerely. He's been really hurt by your reaction." He paused, thinking for a moment before continuing. "And you need to understand that Draco's situation is different from yours. He's still living with his parents, and he can't just defy them like you did." Sirius nodded, determination in his eyes.
"I will, Harry," he said. "I promise. I'll do whatever it takes to make things right with Draco." He took a deep breath, his chest rising and falling with the motion. "And I'll make sure to be more understanding in the future. I don't want to be like the rest of the wizarding world, judging people based on their family or blood status." Sirius's voice was filled with conviction, and his eyes shone with determination.
What Harry hadn't told Sirius was that he was hurt by his reaction too. Harry had felt a pang of disappointment and sadness when Sirius had judged Draco based on his family. But Harry hadn't said anything, not wanting to make Sirius feel worse than he already did. Harry had been thinking about how he could make things right between Sirius and Draco, but he hadn't come up with a solution yet.
But what Harry had done was go to Draco and apologize on behalf of Sirius. Draco had been visibly hurt by Sirius's reaction, and Harry had wanted to make things right. "Hey, Draco, I'm really sorry about what Sirius said," Harry had said, his voice filled with sincerity. "He was wrong to judge you like that." Harry had looked at Draco with empathy, trying to understand how he felt.
Draco had looked up at Harry, his eyes filled with a mix of emotions. "Thanks, Harry," he had said, his voice barely above a whisper. "But what if the rest of the world rejects me like Sirius did?" Draco's voice had cracked, and Harry had been sure that he was holding back tears. Draco's eyes had welled up with tears, and Harry could see the fear and uncertainty in them.
"I won't let that happen, Draco," Harry had said, giving his friend a brotherly hug. The hug had reminded Draco of the hugs he used to get from his beloved younger brother Scorpius, who was still at Malfoy Manor, yet to attend Hogwarts. Scorpius was the only one in the family who knew about Draco's change of heart, and it was Scorpius who had motivated Draco to make a change. Harry had felt a surge of admiration for Scorpius, who had been brave enough to stand up for what he believed in, even if it meant going against his family.
Unlike Draco, Scorpius had always been against the Malfoy family's beliefs. Scorpius had been a source of comfort and support for Draco, and Harry was grateful that Draco had someone like Scorpius in his life. Harry had felt a sense of hope that maybe, just maybe, Draco would be able to overcome his family's dark past and forge his own path.
Sirius's voice brought Harry back to the present. "Hey, Harry, are you alright?" Sirius asked, his eyes filled with concern. "You seem a bit distracted." Sirius's voice was soft and gentle, and Harry could see the worry in his eyes.
Harry decided not to mention his and Ginny's dreamland conversation to Sirius, as it was a secret between them. Moreover, Harry had not yet told Sirius about Ginny, as he wanted to avoid teasing from his godfather. Yes, Ginny was his girlfriend and his love, but Harry was not sure if Sirius would take him seriously.
Instead, Harry told Sirius that he had decided to inform Dumbledore and Moony about his presence at Hogwarts and his innocence. "I've decided to tell Dumbledore and Moony about you being here and that you're innocent," Harry said, his eyes shining with determination.
Sirius's face lit up with excitement. "Really, Harry? You think they'll believe you?" he asked, his voice filled with hope.
"Yes, I do," Harry replied. "The article yesterday clearly suggests that Dumbledore thinks you're innocent. And Moony...well, Moony will be relieved to know the truth." Harry didn't tell Sirius that it was Remus who had told him that Sirius was a traitor, which clearly meant that Remus thought Sirius was guilty. Little did they know that Remus not only believed Sirius was innocent but was also working alongside Dumbledore, Snape, McGonagall, Ginny's parents, and Amelia Bones, the head of the DMLE, to find proof of Sirius's innocence.
Sirius nodded, a smile still plastered on his face. "I'm glad you're doing this, Harry. It means a lot to me." He paused, his eyes shining with gratitude. "Thanks, Harry. I owe you one."
Harry headed to the Great Hall for breakfast, where he met up with Ron, Hermione, Neville, and Draco at the Gryffindor table. As they ate, Harry whispered to them that he had something very important to share later that day at the secret garden. Draco looked a little uneasy, as the secret garden meant meeting Sirius, and he still felt a little hurt from their previous encounter. However, he nodded in agreement, knowing that Harry was always there for him, even when he didn't believe in himself.
"I have to tell you something important today," Harry said, his voice barely above a whisper. "It's about Sirius, and I need to tell you all about it." Ron, Hermione, and Neville all looked at each other curiously, while Draco's eyes narrowed slightly.
After breakfast, the group made their way to the secret garden. Sirius was already there, waiting for them. He looked at Draco with a sincere expression and began to apologize. "Draco, I'm deeply sorry for the way I reacted when I found out you were a Malfoy," Sirius said, his voice filled with remorse. "I was wrong to judge you based on your family's actions. Can you please forgive me?" Draco looked at Sirius, his eyes searching for any sign of insincerity. But all he saw was genuine remorse.
Draco nodded, a small smile on his face. "I forgive you, Sirius," he said. "And from now on, I'd like to call you Uncle Sirius." Sirius's face lit up with delight, and he opened his arms for a hug. "I'd like that, Draco," he said, his voice filled with warmth. "Welcome to the family, nephew." Sirius was thrilled to have someone in his family, other than Tonks, who didn't believe in the Dark Arts or blood supremacy.
Later, Harry told his friends about the plan to inform Dumbledore and Moony about Sirius's innocence. "I'm going to tell Dumbledore and Moony about Sirius today," Harry said, his eyes shining with determination. Ron, Hermione, and Neville all nodded in agreement, while Draco looked on with interest. "We'll all come with you, Harry," Ron said, his voice filled with support. "We'll make sure Dumbledore and Moony listen to us."
Hermione nodded, her eyes sparkling with determination. "We'll make sure justice is served, Harry," she said. "Sirius deserves to be cleared of all charges." Neville nodded in agreement, his face set in a determined expression. "We'll do whatever it takes to help Sirius," he said. Draco smiled, feeling grateful for his friends' support for his Uncle Sirius. Sirius said , "Thanks, guys," with gratefulness ,"It means a lot to me."
As the afternoon sun struggled to break through the thick clouds, Harry made his way to Dumbledore's office, following the plan they had discussed earlier. The snowflakes fell gently around him, casting a serene silence over the castle grounds. The cold air stung his cheeks, and Harry pulled his scarf tighter around his neck. He trudged through the snow, his boots leaving deep prints in the pristine white blanket.
As he approached the entrance to Dumbledore's office, Harry was confronted by the imposing stone gargoyle that guarded the door. The gargoyle's eyes seemed to gleam with a knowing intelligence, and Harry felt a shiver run down his spine. "Now, let's see," Harry muttered to himself, trying to remember the password. He had no idea what it was, so he decided to try a few guesses. "Chocolate Frogs?" he ventured, but the gargoyle remained impassive. "Bertie Bott's Every Flavor Beans?" Harry tried again, but the gargoyle didn't budge.
Harry thought for a moment, trying to come up with more magical sweet names. "Peppermint Wands?" he suggested, but the gargoyle remained unmoved. "Fizzing Whizbees?" Harry tried again, but still, the gargoyle didn't react. Just when Harry was about to give up, he remembered a particularly sour sweet that he had tried once before. "Acid Pops?" he ventured, and to his surprise, the gargoyle nodded its head, and the entrance to Dumbledore's office swung open.
Harry climbed the spiral staircase, his heart pounding with excitement and a hint of nervousness. He reached the top of the staircase and knocked on the door. "Enter," Dumbledore's calm voice called out from inside the office.
As Harry walked into Dumbledore's office, he couldn't help but remember his last three visits here. The first visit was on the second day of school, where Dumbledore had discussed Harry's hatstall, the possibility of Voldemort being alive, and Harry's unique ability to see auras. The second visit was during Christmas, when Harry had come to give Dumbledore a gift - a painting of Dumbledore's dead sister, Ariana, which Harry had made himself. However, in the painting, Ariana was depicted as being the same age as Dumbledore, which had brought tears to Dumbledore's eyes. Ariana had died at the age of 16, and Dumbledore had never seen her grow old.
The third visit was also during the Christmas holidays, when Dumbledore had given Harry books on how to read auras. Harry had yet to complete the books, as the subject matter was complex and required careful study. As he entered the office, Harry's eyes fell on Fawkes, Dumbledore's majestic phoenix. Harry petted Fawkes, who seemed delighted to see him. Apparently, Harry was the only one, apart from Dumbledore, who could communicate with Fawkes. However, it was Dumbledore and Fawkes who were bonded, not Harry and Fawkes. Harry's extraordinary ability to communicate with creatures was a unique gift that he possessed.
The office was warm and cozy, with a fire crackling in the fireplace. The walls were lined with shelves, which were filled with books, strange artifacts, and curious objects. Dumbledore's desk was cluttered with papers, quills, and inkwells, and behind it, the Hogwarts headmaster sat in his high-backed chair, watching Harry with a warm smile.
"Ah, Harry, I didn't expect to see you here today," Dumbledore said, his eyes twinkling with curiosity. "What brings you to my office at this time of year?"
Dumbledore's calm demeanor remained unchanged as Harry began to speak. "Sirius is innocent," Harry said, his voice filled with conviction. Dumbledore's eyes widened in surprise, and Harry assumed he didn't believe him, so he started to argue his point. But to Harry's surprise, Dumbledore said, "I believe you, Harry."
Harry's eyes widened in astonishment. "You do?" he asked, his voice filled with surprise. Dumbledore nodded, a small smile on his face. "I've had a suspicion for the past three months that Sirius may be innocent," he said. "That's why I tried to give him a trial in yesterday's Wizengamot meeting." Dumbledore's eyes clouded over, and he continued, "But we don't have any proof, and we don't know where Sirius is, so it's a problem."
Harry smiled sheepishly, giving Dumbledore another shock. "I know where Sirius is," Harry said, his voice filled with a hint of mischief. "He's been hiding here at Hogwarts, in the secret garden." Dumbledore's eyes widened in surprise, and he exclaimed, "Well done, Harry! This may certainly help us in the case." Harry nodded, feeling a sense of pride and accomplishment.
"I'm not the only one who knows, sir," Harry said, his voice filled with a sense of responsibility. "My friends Ron, Hermione, Neville, and Draco all know about it too." Dumbledore's eyes sparkled with interest, and he nodded, encouraging Harry to continue. "I also want to talk to Moony about it," Harry said, his voice filled with determination.
Dumbledore nodded, a small smile on his face. "Remus knows, Harry," he said. "We've been working together to find proof of Sirius's innocence." Harry's eyes widened in surprise, and he felt a sense of wonder at the complexity of the situation. Dumbledore continued, "When you suffered from dream reality convergence, we witnessed the memory that Sirius was not the Secret Keeper."
Dumbledore's eyes clouded over, and he continued, "We thought maybe Sirius had planted a false memory in your mind, so we erased that memory from Ron and Hermione's minds, as well as Ginny's." Harry's eyes widened in shock, and he felt a sense of wonder at the extent of Dumbledore's knowledge. Dumbledore continued, "From that day on, I, Snape, Ginny's parents, McGonagall, and Amelia Bones, the head of the DMLE, have been working to find either proof or Sirius. And last month, we told Remus about our suspicion too."
Harry's eyes sparkled with excitement, and he exclaimed, "Peter was the Secret Keeper, sir! He's a rat Animagus, and Scabbers, Ron's pet rat, was actually Peter in disguise. But he's been missing since the day Sirius escaped." Dumbledore's eyes widened in surprise, and he nodded, a small smile on his face. "Well done, Harry," he said. "You've done an excellent job of uncovering the truth."
As planned, Harry took Dumbledore to the secret garden, where Draco, Hermione, Ron, and Neville were waiting with Sirius Black. The group was seated on the benches, surrounded by the lush greenery of the garden. Dumbledore's eyes twinkled with interest as he took in the scene.
"Ah, Sirius, it's been a long time," Dumbledore said, his voice warm and gentle. Sirius stood up, a smile on his face, and shook Dumbledore's hand.
The group spent the next hour discussing the events that had led to Sirius's wrongful imprisonment. Dumbledore listened intently, his eyes never leaving Sirius's face, as Sirius recounted the story of how Peter had framed him, how he had escaped from Azkaban, and how he had been living in hiding ever since.
"I see," Dumbledore said, his eyes narrowing in thought. "Well, Sirius, it seems that we have a lot of work to do to clear your name. But for now, I think it would be best if you remained in hiding here in the secret garden." Sirius nodded in agreement, a look of determination on his face.
"I'll make sure to inform Remus about the situation," Dumbledore said, a small smile on his face. "He'll be delighted to know that you're safe, Sirius." Sirius's eyes lit up with excitement at the prospect of seeing his old friend again.
"It's been 10 years, Moony," Sirius said, his voice filled with emotion. "I've missed him so much." Dumbledore nodded, his eyes twinkling with understanding.
"I'm sure Remus will be thrilled to see you, Sirius," Dumbledore said. "And soon, we'll have you cleared of all charges and back to your normal life." Sirius smiled, a look of hope on his face, as the group continued to discuss their plan to clear his name.
Ginny woke up on the morning of Valentine's Day, feeling a mix of excitement and sadness. She was excited to celebrate her first Valentine's Day with Harry, but sad that they couldn't spend it together. By 8 am, she saw Hedwig coming, carrying a bouquet of flowers and a letter. Ginny's heart skipped a beat as she took the bouquet and letter from Hedwig.
The letter was beautifully written, with Harry's handwriting flowing across the page. Ginny's eyes sparkled as she read the first line, "Happy Valentine's Day, my love." The letter continued, "I'm so sorry that we can't spend this special day together, but I wanted to make it special for you anyway."
The first paragraph explained the first flower in the bouquet, a beautiful red rose. "This rose reminds me of your fiery red hair," Harry wrote. "Just like this rose, your hair is a vibrant and stunning part of you that catches my eye every time I see you. The way it shines in the sunlight, the way it falls in loose waves down your back... it's truly breathtaking."
The second paragraph explained the second flower, a delicate chocolate-brown orchid. "This orchid reminds me of your beautiful eyes," Harry wrote. "Just like this orchid, your eyes are a deep, rich brown that draws me in and makes me feel like I'm home. They sparkle with warmth and kindness, and they light up the whole room."
The third paragraph explained the third flower, a small, white flower with delicate freckles. "This flower reminds me of your freckles," Harry wrote. "Just like this flower, your freckles are a unique and beautiful part of you that makes you, you. They add a touch of whimsy and charm to your face, and they make me smile every time I see them."
The fourth paragraph explained the fourth flower, a soft pink carnation. "This carnation reminds me of your blush," Harry wrote. "Just like this carnation, your blush is a sweet and endearing part of you that makes me feel like I'm the luckiest person alive. It's a gentle reminder of your innocence and purity, and it makes me want to protect and cherish you forever."
The fifth paragraph explained the fifth flower, a bright yellow sunflower. "This sunflower reminds me of your smile," Harry wrote. "Just like this sunflower, your smile is bright and radiant, and it lights up the whole room. It's infectious and joyful, and it makes me feel happy every time I see it."
The sixth paragraph explained the sixth flower, a delicate red lily. "This lily reminds me of your lips," Harry wrote. "Just like this lily, your lips are soft and inviting, and they make me feel like I'm in heaven. They're a gentle reminder of the sweetness and tenderness of our kisses, and they make me long to be with you again."
The seventh paragraph explained the seventh flower, a stunning white peony. "This peony reminds me of your beauty," Harry wrote. "Just like this peony, your beauty is stunning and captivating, and it takes my breath away. It's a gentle reminder of the way you make me feel, like I'm the only person in the world, and it makes me want to spend the rest of my life making you happy."
The next paragraph mentioned an eighth, hidden flower. Ginny's eyes sparkled as she read the words, "And finally, I have one more flower for you, but it's not in the bouquet. Look carefully, and you'll find it." Ginny searched the bouquet, and then she saw it - a small, exquisite floral earring set, hidden among the flowers. Ginny gasped in delight as she took out the earrings and examined them. They were beautiful, with delicate white flowers and sparkling silver leaves.
The letter concluded with a heartfelt message. "Ginny, I love you more than words can say," Harry wrote. "You are my everything, my reason for being. I promise to always be there for you, to love and cherish you, and to make you happy. Yours Forever Valentine, Harry." Ginny's eyes shone with tears as she finished reading the letter. She felt loved and cherished, and she knew that she would always treasure this Valentine
Harry woke up on February 14, Valentine's Day, feeling excited and a little sad. It was his first Valentine's Day with Ginny, but unfortunately, they couldn't spend it together. Harry was at Hogwarts, while Ginny was at the Burrow, waiting to start her first year at Hogwarts. After his morning routine, Harry sent Hedwig with a bouquet of seven different flowers and a heartfelt letter to the Burrow.
And now it was 9 am, and Harry was sure Ginny must have received his gift. "Will she like it?" he wondered. Just then, Errol, Ginny's owl, arrived with a small package in his talons. Harry's heart skipped a beat as he realized that Errol must have left the Burrow early in the morning, before Ginny received his gift. That meant that Harry had received his Valentine's gift from Ginny.
Harry eagerly opened the package to find a beautifully crafted wooden Bludger. But what caught his eye was the exquisite carving on the Bludger - "Hinny Forever." Harry's heart swelled with love and affection as he read the words.
He then read the letter that Ginny had sent with the gift.
"My dearest Harry," the letter read. "Happy Valentine's Day! I'm so sorry that we can't spend this special day together, but I wanted to make it special for you anyway."
"I was thinking about the day we first realized our feelings for each other," the letter continued. "Do you remember my birthday, August 11? That Bludger that got out of control and was going to attack me... you came in the way and bore the full blow in your stomach. That was the moment I realized that I don't just like you, Harry - I love you. And I know you love me too."
"Though we confessed our love on Halloween, it's still special to think about that moment," the letter read. "You're the love of my life, Harry, and I'm so grateful to have you. You're my best friend, my partner in crime, and my soulmate. I love the way you make me laugh, the way you always know how to make me feel better, and the way you always support me in everything I do."
"I love our late-night conversations, our silly jokes, and our deep, meaningful talks," the letter continued. "I love the way you always hold my hand, the way you always look at me with so much love and adoration in your eyes, and the way you always make me feel like I'm the only person in the world."
"Happy Valentine's Day, my love," the letter concluded. "I hope you have a wonderful day, and I promise to make it up to you soon. Yours Always, Ginny."
Harry's eyes sparkled with tears as he finished reading the letter. He felt grateful to have Ginny in his life and couldn't wait to see her again. "She's the best," Harry said to himself, smiling. "I'm the luckiest person alive to have her as my girlfriend."
Harry felt his heart swell with love and affection for Ginny. He knew that he would always cherish this Valentine's Day gift from Ginny, and he couldn't wait to give her an even better gift when he saw her next.
That night, Harry and Ginny met in their dreamland, a place where their minds connected and created a world of their own. As they gazed at each other, they thought the same thing, and the dreamland transformed into a beautiful romantic dinner setting.
The table was set with fine china, crystal glasses, and a crisp white tablecloth. The room was dimly lit, with soft candlelight casting a warm glow over the space. Harry and Ginny's clothes changed accordingly, with Harry wearing a sleek black tuxedo and Ginny wearing a stunning red evening gown.
They sat down at the table, and a delicious-looking meal appeared before them. The dinner consisted of all their favorite dishes, including roast beef, mashed potatoes, and chocolate cake. They spent the evening enjoying their meal, laughing, and talking.
"I'm so glad we can spend this special day together, even if it's just in our dreams," Ginny said, smiling at Harry.
"Me too," Harry replied, taking her hand in his. "I feel like we're really together, even though we're not physically."
As they finished their meal, the dreamland transformed into a beautiful garden, filled with blooming flowers and the sweet sound of birds singing. Harry and Ginny walked hand in hand through the garden, enjoying the peaceful atmosphere.
As the night wore on, they found themselves back at the dinner table, but this time, they were alone, and the room was filled with a soft, romantic glow. Harry looked into Ginny's eyes, and she knew exactly what he was thinking.
"I love you, Ginny," Harry said, his voice filled with emotion.
"I love you too, Harry," Ginny replied, her voice barely above a whisper.
And with that, they shared a romantic kiss, their lips meeting in a soft, gentle touch. The dreamland around them melted away, leaving only the two of them, lost in their own little world of love and happiness.
But as the kiss deepened, Harry and Ginny slowly began to wake up, their minds reluctantly leaving the dreamland behind. They opened their eyes, feeling a little disappointed that their romantic evening had come to an end. But they both knew that they would always treasure the memory of their special Valentine's Day dinner in dreamland.
Today was the day Remus was scheduled to visit Sirius. Sirius was extremely excited to meet his old friend and to finally tell him that he was innocent, even though Remus already knew the truth. On February 15th, Sirius, under Harry's invisibility cloak, strolled into a secret classroom in his Padfoot form. The classroom was one of the many secret places that Harry and his friends had discovered while creating a new, expanded version of the Marauders Map.
Sirius was thrilled when he heard about the new map and all the new places they had discovered. Although the map was still in its initial stages and looked more like a Muggle map outline, Sirius thought it was fantastic. "This is amazing!" Sirius exclaimed. "I can see why you're so excited about it. You're going to have to show me all the new places you've found."
As the afternoon arrived, Remus, or Moony, came to the room. Harry, Ron, Hermione, Draco, and Neville left to give the two friends some privacy. Remus and Sirius immediately engulfed each other in a warm hug, like brothers reunited after a long time apart.
"I'm so sorry, Sirius," Remus said, his voice filled with emotion. "I'm sorry I thought you were a traitor for so long." Sirius smiled and hugged Remus tightly. "I'm sorry too, Moony," Sirius said. "We should have told you about the change of Secret Keeper, but Peter had convinced us that you were a spy."
Remus's eyes widened in shock. "What? That's absurd!" he exclaimed. Sirius nodded. "I know, but we were young and stupid, and Peter played on our fears. He was always a bit of a manipulator, even back then. But we're not going to let him get away with it. We're going to find him and make him pay for what he's done."
Remus's face set in a determined expression. "Together, we'll make him pay," Remus said, his voice firm and resolute. "We'll find him, and we'll bring him to justice. He's not going to get away with betraying James and Lily, and framing you for it."
Sirius nodded, a fierce look in his eyes. "We'll do it, Moony. We'll make him pay for what he's done. And we'll clear my name, once and for all."
It was a moment of raw emotion as Sirius and Remus finally grieved and mourned James and Lily's death together. Though they had both mourned the loss of their dear friends 10 years ago, they had not had the chance to do so together. The weight of their unshared grief had hung over them for years, a constant reminder of the tragedy that had befallen their friends.
Sirius's eyes clouded over as he remembered that fateful day. "I was the one who found them," he said, his voice cracking with emotion. "I was the one who found James and Lily dead, and Harry alive. I can still remember the smell of smoke and blood, the sound of Harry's crying... it's a memory that's etched into my mind forever." Remus's eyes filled with tears as he listened to Sirius's words.
"I coaxed a one-year-old Harry to calm down, and then Hagrid came and took him away," Sirius continued. "I gave him to Hagrid, thinking it was the right thing to do. But now, I realize it was my worst mistake. I should have kept him safe, protected him from the wizarding world. But I was in shock, in denial... I didn't know what to do." Remus nodded in understanding, his eyes still shining with tears.
Remus's thoughts turned to his own memories of that time. "I was on a mission when it happened," he said, his voice filled with regret. "I didn't find out about James and Lily's death until the next day. And then... and then I found out that Sirius was accused of being the traitor. I couldn't believe it, Sirius. I knew you would never betray James and Lily. But the evidence seemed so convincing... I didn't know what to think." Sirius's eyes met Remus's, filled with a deep sadness.
"Lily was like a sister to me," Remus said, his voice cracking. "She was the first one to accept me for who I am, werewolf and all. She didn't care that I was different, that I had this... condition. She just accepted me, no questions asked. And James... James was one of my best friends. We were the Marauders, together forever. We shared so many memories, so many laughs... it's hard to believe they're really gone." Sirius nodded, his eyes shining with tears.
"And then, to think that I had lost you too, Sirius," Remus said, his voice filled with emotion. "I thought you had betrayed us, and it broke my heart. And Harry... poor Harry. I wasn't even able to meet him, due to my... condition. I was too afraid of hurting him, of losing control. But now, I realize that I should have been there for him, should have been a part of his life." Sirius reached out and put a hand on Remus's shoulder, a gesture of comfort and solidarity.
As the visit came to an end, Remus reluctantly made his farewells to Sirius. "I'm so glad we finally had a chance to talk, Sirius," Remus said, his voice filled with emotion. "I've missed you so much over the years." Sirius smiled, his eyes shining with tears. "I've missed you too, Moony. It's been far too long."
Remus then turned to Harry, who had just returned to the room with his best friends Ron, Hermione, Neville, and Draco. "Goodbye, Harry," Remus said, smiling. "Take care of yourself, and keep an eye on Sirius for me." Harry grinned. "I will, Remus. Thanks for coming to visit." Remus's eyes sparkled with amusement. "Anytime, Harry. Anytime."
Harry then introduced Remus to Draco and Hermione, two of his four best friends. "Remus, this is Draco Malfoy and Hermione Granger," Harry said, smiling. Remus's eyes widened slightly as he took in Draco's reserved expression, but he smiled warmly at Hermione. "It's nice to meet you both," Remus said. "I've heard a lot about you from Harry."
Draco, who had been told by Harry about Remus's condition as a werewolf, felt a little apprehensive about meeting him. However, as he looked into Remus's kind eyes, he felt his fears dissipate. "It's nice to meet you, Remus," Draco said, his voice a little stiff but polite.
Remus also greeted Ron and Neville warmly, happy to see them again. "It's great to see you both again," Remus said, smiling. "I'm glad I got to meet all of Harry's friends this time."
After the introductions, Remus bid everyone farewell and stepped into the fireplace to Floo back to his home in the Britain woods. "Take care, everyone," Remus said, smiling. "I'll see you all soon." With that, he disappeared into the flames, leaving Harry, Ron, Hermione, Neville, and Draco to wave goodbye.
As soon as Remus was gone, Sirius strolled back out of the room, still in his Padfoot form and hidden under Harry's invisibility cloak. "I'll be back in the secret garden," Sirius said, his voice low and gravelly. "Keep an eye out for me, Harry." Harry nodded, smiling. "I will, Sirius. Be careful."
With that, Sirius padded silently out of the room, his tail wagging slightly as he disappeared into the shadows. Harry watched him go, a smile still on his face. He knew that Sirius was safe, hidden away in the secret garden. And he knew that Remus was back in his home, safe and sound.
As the days passed, Team Dumbledore and Team Harry worked tirelessly to find proof of Sirius's innocence. The team consisted of Snape, Dumbledore, Ginny's parents, McGonagall, Remus, and Amelia Bones, the Head of the DMLE. However, only Dumbledore and Remus had met Sirius, as Dumbledore had deemed it necessary to keep the others in the dark for security reasons. On the other hand, Team Harry, comprising Harry, Ron, Hermione, Neville, Draco, and Ginny, who communicated through letters and in their secret dreamland, worked together to clear Sirius's name.
Their mission was to gather evidence that would prove Sirius's innocence, as the Minister had promised a fair trial if they could provide substantial proof. However, despite their best efforts, they had yet to find anything concrete. .
Then, on February 17, the day of the fourth Quidditch match of the season, Ravenclaw vs Slytherin, arrived. Harry, accompanied by Neville, Hermione, Ron, and Draco, made his way to the stands to watch the match. Harry had his notepad at the ready, as Oliver Wood, the Gryffindor Quidditch captain, had asked him to take notes. Gryffindor would be facing Ravenclaw in the final match of the season, and Harry wanted to be prepared.
As they took their seats in the stands, Harry turned to his friends and said, "I'm not really supporting any team, but since Draco is one of my best friends, I'll be cheering for Slytherin today." Draco smiled, looking pleased. "Thanks, Harry. I appreciate it." The others nodded in agreement, eager to watch the match and support their friend.
The Quidditch match between Slytherin and Ravenclaw was about to begin, and the crowd was electric. Lee Jordan, the commentator, was already warming up, his voice booming through the stadium. "Welcome to the Quidditch match of the season, folks! We've got Slytherin taking on Ravenclaw, and I've got to say, I'm not exactly thrilled about it. Slytherin's got a reputation for being a bit... unsavory, if you know what I mean."
McGonagall, who was sitting in the front row, raised an eyebrow at Lee's comment. "Lee, please try to remain impartial," she said, her voice firm but polite. Lee grinned sheepishly. "Sorry, Professor. I'll try to keep it fair."
The match began, and the two teams took to the skies. Slytherin's Captain and Chaser, Marcus Flint, led the charge, with Adrian Pucey and Mark Overcliffe flying alongside him. David Yaxley and Max Payne were the Beaters, and Miles Bletchley was the Keeper. Terrence Higgs, the Seeker, was flying solo, searching for the elusive Golden Snitch.
Ravenclaw's team, led by Captain and Chaser Virgin Fowler, was putting up a good fight. Eliza Pindlebrook and Robert Hilliard were the other Chasers, and Roger Davis and Lenny Pindlebrook were the Beaters. Ivan Renshow was the Keeper, and Cho Chang was the Seeker.
The match was intense, with both teams flying at breakneck speeds and performing daring stunts. Lee's commentary was as biased as ever, but McGonagall kept him in check. "And Slytherin's Marcus Flint is taking the Quaffle! He's flying towards the Ravenclaw goalposts... oh, what a shot! He's scored!" Lee exclaimed.
But Ravenclaw was not giving up. "Ravenclaw's Cho Chang is closing in on the Snitch! She's got it in her sights... oh no, Terrence Higgs is right behind her! This is going to be a close one, folks!" Lee said, his voice rising in excitement.
In the end, it was Slytherin who emerged victorious, winning the match 200 to 90. The Slytherin team was overjoyed, cheering and hugging each other in celebration. The Ravenclaw team, on the other hand, was disappointed but gracious in defeat.
As the Slytherin team celebrated their victory, Draco's face lit up with a happy smile. His friends, Harry, Hermione, Ron, and Neville, cheered along with him, although Ron and Neville's enthusiasm was slightly less than the others. "Well done, Slytherin!" Harry called out, grinning at Draco.
However, Draco's smile began to falter as the Slytherin team's behavior became less than sportsmanlike. They began to mock and tease the Ravenclaw team, gloating over their defeat. Draco's eyes dropped, and he looked uncomfortable.
"Hey, Draco, don't let them get to you," Harry said, noticing his friend's distress. "You're not like the rest of them." Hermione nodded in agreement. "Yes, Draco, you're a good person. Don't let the actions of a few ruin it for you."
Draco looked up at his friends, a small smile on his face. "Thanks, guys," he said. "I just don't like it when they behave like that. It's not very... honorable." Ron and Neville nodded in agreement, and the group sat in silence for a moment, watching as the Slytherin team continued to celebrate their victory.
As the days passed, Harry and his friends, Draco, Hermione, Ron, and Neville, continued to work on finding proof of Sirius's innocence. However, they didn't neglect their suspicions about the Philosopher's Stone and Snape's involvement. However , Harry privately still suspected Quirell not Snape. They kept a close eye on the forbidden third-floor corridor, where they would often meet Fluffy, the three-headed dog.
Fluffy had grown quite fond of the group, especially Harry, and would often wag its tails in excitement whenever they visited. "Hey, Fluffy! How's it going, boy?" Harry would say, scratching the dog behind the ears. Fluffy would respond with a loud bark, its tails wagging furiously.
As March arrived, the weather began to change, and winter slowly gave way to spring. The students were getting busier, with the Easter holidays approaching and the syllabus growing more complex. Harry was still at the top of his class, closely followed by Hermione. Oliver Wood, the Gryffindor Quidditch captain, was taking extensive practice sessions, as the final match against Ravenclaw was scheduled for April 11.
"Alright, team! Let's get moving! We've got a lot of work to do before the final match!" Oliver shouted, as the team gathered on the Quidditch pitch. Fred and George Weasley groaned at the early practice session, but Harry, who was used to waking up at 5 am every day, had no problem with it. Oliver noticed Harry's enthusiasm and nodded in approval. "Good attitude, Harry! You're going to make a great Quidditch player one day!"
Meanwhile, in his office, Quirrell was talking to his master, Voldemort, who was asleep as a parasite in Quirrell's head, hidden under his turban. Voldemort's voice was angry and menacing. "You have failed me, Quirrell. You have not yet obtained the Philosopher's Stone. What is wrong with you?" Quirrell trembled with fear. "I-I'm sorry, my lord. I will get it, I promise. I have a plan..."
Quirrell's voice trailed off, and Voldemort's anger seemed to grow. "What is your plan, Quirrell?" Voldemort spat. Quirrell swallowed hard. "I will steal the Stone on the day of Sirius Black's trial. Dumbledore will be out of the castle, and I will have my chance." Voldemort's anger seemed to dissipate slightly, replaced by a cold, calculating interest. "Very well, Quirrell. I will be watching. Do not fail me again."
Harry's unique ability to communicate with creatures had proven to be a valuable asset in their mission to find Scabbers, also known as Peter Pettigrew. Peter had been missing for almost two and a half months, and Harry's pets were determined to track him down.
Kluer, Harry's intelligent and resourceful Balkeno Kneazle cat, was tasked with searching the castle. Kluer's ability to change its fur color and appearance at will made it the perfect candidate for this mission. "I'll search every nook and cranny, Harry," Kluer seem to say, its voice low and smooth. "Don't worry, I'll find Scabbers for you."
Meanwhile, Hedwig, Harry's loyal owl, was flying above the Forbidden Forest, scanning the grounds below for any sign of the missing rat. Hedwig had been trained to fly silently and stealthily, making her the perfect bird for this mission.
Poco, Harry's little sparrow, was strolling across the castle grounds, chirping happily as it searched for Scabbers. Poco had grown significantly over the past six months, and Hedwig had taken on a motherly role, teaching Poco how to fly and navigate the castle grounds.
Despite their busy schedules, Harry and his friends, Draco, Hermione, Ron, and Neville, made it a point to visit Sirius in the secret garden every day. They would spend hours talking to Sirius, keeping him company, and boosting his morale. "We'll get you out of here, Sirius," Harry would say, his voice filled with determination. "We'll prove your innocence and clear your name." Sirius would smile, his eyes shining with gratitude.
Despite the chaos and uncertainty surrounding Sirius's innocence, Snape's suspicious behavior, and the upcoming Quidditch match, Harry and his friends didn't forget about Ron's 12th birthday on March 1st. They decided to celebrate it in secret, in the hidden garden where Sirius was hiding.
"Happy birthday, Ron!" Harry exclaimed, as they gathered around Ron in the secret garden. Ron beamed with excitement, his eyes shining with happiness.
The party was a small, private celebration, with only Harry, Ron, Hermione, Neville, Draco, and Sirius in attendance. The house-elves, Blinky, Chimey, and Wobby, had helped prepare for the party, and Harry and his friends had pitched in to make it a special day for Ron.
"Thanks, guys," Ron said, his voice filled with emotion. "This is the best birthday party ever!" Sirius smiled, his eyes warm with affection. "I'm glad I could be here to celebrate with you, Ron."
The party was a welcome distraction from the stress and uncertainty of the past few weeks. For a few hours, they were able to forget about Snape's suspicious behavior, the Philosopher's Stone, and Sirius's innocence. They were just a group of friends celebrating a special day together.
As they sat around the table, eating cake and laughing together, Harry felt a sense of gratitude and appreciation for his friends. "I'm really glad we're all here together," Harry said, smiling at his friends. "You guys are the best."
The day of the 5th Quidditch match of the season , March 14 had finally arrived, and the atmosphere was electric. Harry and his friends, Draco, Hermione, Ron, and Neville, sat in the stands, supporting both teams equally. Draco, still upset with the Slytherin team's behavior in the previous match, refused to support them completely.
Lee Jordan's commentary echoed through the stadium as the match began. "Welcome to the 5th Quidditch match of the season, folks! Today, we've got Hufflepuff taking on Slytherin. The Hufflepuff team is looking fierce, with Juniper Hunt, Teddy Taylor, and Marilyn Brunt as their Chasers. Beatrice Haywood is their Captain and Beater, along with Gabriel Truman. Cyril Meakin is their Keeper, and Alex Sykes is their Seeker."
The Slytherin team, on the other hand, had Marcus Glint as their Captain and Chaser, along with Adrian Pucey and Mark Overcliffe. David Yaxley and Max Payne were their Beaters, Miles Bletchley was their Keeper, and Terrence Higgs was their Seeker.
The match was intense, with both teams flying at breakneck speeds and performing daring stunts. Lee Jordan's commentary was as enthusiastic as ever. "And Hufflepuff's Juniper Hunt is taking the Quaffle! She's flying towards the Slytherin goalposts... oh, what a shot! She's scored!"
The crowd erupted in cheers as the Hufflepuff team celebrated their goal. However, the Slytherin team was not far behind. "And Slytherin's Marcus Glint is taking the Quaffle! He's flying towards the Hufflepuff goalposts... oh, what a shot! He's scored!"
The match continued, with both teams fighting for victory. The Hufflepuff team's Beaters, Beatrice Haywood and Gabriel Truman, were doing an excellent job of keeping the Slytherin team's Chasers at bay. However, the Slytherin team's Seeker, Terrence Higgs, was proving to be a formidable opponent.
As the match neared its end, the score was neck and neck. However, in the final minutes of the game, the Slytherin team managed to pull ahead, scoring several goals in quick succession.
In the end, Slytherin emerged victorious, winning the match 300 to 140.
As the match came to a close, Lee Jordan announced the current standings. "And with the 5th match ending, we've got our current standings! Hufflepuff is officially in 4th place with 290 points. Gryffindor and Ravenclaw are tied for 2nd and 3rd place with 520 points each. And Slytherin is in 1st place with 565 points!"
However, as Lee Jordan pointed out, the Quidditch Cup was still up for grabs. "But wait, folks! The Quidditch Cup is still anyone's game! Gryffindor and Ravenclaw have one last match to play, and whoever wins by at least 50 points will take home the Cup!"
March 28th had arrived, and as was their daily routine, Harry drifted off to sleep, eager to meet Ginny in their secret dreamland. The dreamland, a fantastical world they had created together, was a place where they could be alone, free from the worries and stresses of the wizarding world.
As Harry opened his eyes in the dreamland, he found himself in a beautiful garden, filled with vibrant flowers and towering trees. The sun was shining brightly, casting a warm glow over the entire scene. Harry looked around, expecting to see Ginny by his side, but she was nowhere to be found.
Just as Harry was starting to worry, Ginny appeared before him, a bright smile on her face. "Sorry I'm late," she said, "I was helping Mum with some things till late." Harry smiled, relieved to see her. "It's okay, I know you're busy," he said, taking her hand in his.
As they strolled through the garden, hand in hand, they talked about their days, sharing stories and laughter. The dreamland was a place where they could be themselves, without fear of judgment or criticism. They were free to love each other, without worrying about what others might think.
Occasionally, they would share sweet pecks on the cheeks, and some teasing and playful kisses. Harry loved the way Ginny's eyes sparkled when she laughed, and the way her hair shone in the sunlight. Ginny, on the other hand, adored the way Harry's eyes crinkled at the corners when he smiled, and the way his hair curled slightly at the nape of his neck.
As they walked, the stress and worry of the wizarding world seemed to melt away. Harry felt a deep sense of comfort and contentment in Ginny's presence. She was his rock, his safe haven, and he knew that he could always count on her to be there for him.
Their love was growing stronger with each passing day, and Harry knew that he would do anything to protect Ginny, to keep her safe from harm. As they stood together in the dreamland, surrounded by the beauty of nature, Harry knew that their love would conquer all, no matter what challenges lay ahead.
March 29th dawned bright and early, and Harry found himself sitting at the Ravenclaw table in the Great Hall, surrounded by his best friends Draco, Hermione, Ron, and Neville, as well as other 1st years like Dean, Sally, Parvati, Lavender, Padma, Sue, Lisa, Michael, Anthony, Sophie, Daphne, Tracey, Crabbe, Susan, Hannah, Justin, Lily Moon, and Ernie.
The Great Hall was filled with the sound of chatter and clinking silverware as the students ate their breakfast. The long tables were laden with all sorts of delicious foods, from golden-brown pastries to steaming hot sausages.
Just then, an owl that Harry didn't recognize appeared out of nowhere, carrying a mail in its talons. The owl landed in Harry's lap, and Harry, who had a special gift for communicating with animals, petted the owl and comforted it.
"You're safe now," Harry said, offering the owl some water and food. "You've had a long journey, haven't you?" The owl hooted softly in response, and Harry smiled.
The Great Hall was not as astonished as they would have been seven months ago, as they had grown accustomed to Harry's extraordinary abilities. "Wow, Harry, you're amazing!" Parvati exclaimed, her eyes shining with admiration.
"Yeah, Harry, you're a real animal whisperer!" Dean added, grinning.
Harry blushed, feeling a little self-conscious about his abilities. "It's no big deal," he said, trying to downplay his gift. But his friends just laughed and teased him good-naturedly.
Harry's hands trembled with excitement as he opened the mail. The envelope was made of a thick, creamy paper, and it was sealed with a wax stamp bearing the Gringotts logo. Harry's eyes widened as he saw the letterhead - it was from Gringotts Wizarding Bank.
"Gringotts," Harry whispered, his eyes scanning the letter. As the friend of the Goblin Nation, Harry had been granted certain privileges, including the ability to read and write in the Goblin language.
The letter was from Bank Manager Bagnod, and it was written in the Goblin language:
"Dear Harry Potter,
Zhilak goblinri, Bagnod, Gringotts Wizarding Bank. Ti korvu sri, sri, sri. Ti sri, korvu sri, Gringotts Wizarding Bank.
Bagnod, Bank Manager, Gringotts Wizarding Bank.
Translation:
"Dear Harry Potter,
I, Bagnod, Bank Manager of Gringotts Wizarding Bank, write to inform you that we have completed the work we have been doing for the past seven months.
I will be visiting you at Hogwarts on March 30th to discuss the details.
Sincerely,
Bagnod"
Harry's eyes widened as he read the letter. He instantly recalled what the work was - his parents' will, sealed by dark magic, charms, and spells. The goblins had been working to unlock the seal for the past seven months.
However, Harry didn't reveal the contents of the letter to anyone, not even his best friends. Instead, he gave them a look indicating that he would tell them later in their secret room.
"Later," Harry whispered to his friends, his eyes glinting with secrecy. Draco, Hermione, Ron, and Neville nodded, their curiosity piqued.
"What is it, Harry?" Hermione asked, her eyes sparkling with curiosity.
"I'll tell you later," Harry said, his voice low and mysterious.
One thing was certain now that Harry's parents' will was unsealed: it would act as a crucial piece of evidence to prove Sirius's innocence. The will was bound to mention that Peter Pettigrew was their Secret Keeper, a fact that would shatter the Ministry's case against Sirius.
This new development would finally allow the Ministry to conduct a fair trial for Sirius, as they had promised in the last Wizengamot meeting on February 12th. The Ministry had assured that if they received even a single piece of evidence that supported Sirius's claims, they would grant him a trial. Now, with the unsealed will, that evidence was finally within reach.
Next Chapter is Will and Trial .
A/n: I hope You like it. Please ignore grammatical and spelling errors. Hello there , it was the longest chapter ever and I think it also covered one of the largest timeframe in a single chapter. As it covered many events altogether including the consequences of Wizengamot meeting, then Reunion of Padfoot and Moony, Valentine's Day , two quidditch matches and also many other events. The pacing of story has increased as the story for first year is near its conclusion. Thanks for reading. § Hinny Forever § Please Review!!!