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"Damn." Sirius, George, and Harry muttered as they each handed Fred a sack of Galleons. Well Sirius tossed it at his chest. "Thank you Dobby." The elf disappeared.
"I hate you." Sirius muttered at Fred.
"If I may ask, as it pertains to me, what just happened?" Hermione asked in as calm a voice as she could muster. Andromeda was so proud.
Sirius waved it away. "We’ll discuss it later. Now onto the main question. Why are Hermione’s parents not welcomed at the meeting?"
"Because they’re muggles, and have no understanding of magic." A wizard said snootily.
Sirius leaned back in his chair, and steepled his hands in front of his chest. He hoped that this gamble was better than the last one he had made. He called on Mrs Granger first.
"Madame Granger. Give me me your opinion on the Cruciatus curse."
"It is a curse currently used to inflict extreme pain for the sole purpose of torturing the victim. However, it was not originally created to be such. Originally it was designed to help find nerve damage. In some cases, it worked as a Muggle defibrillator in emergencies to restart the heart. It is still a staple in the...
Sirius returned her smirk, then turned to Mr. Granger. "Your opinion of the Imperius Curse if you will."
Dan cleared his throat. "In some cases, it is similar to the Muggle drug commonly called the "date rape drug’." There were many gasps at this proclamation. "Light’ wizards they may be, but being compared to a Muggle?!
"This particular curse makes the victim not only lose their free will, but their sense of self. It can make a weaker wizard succumb to the caster’s directions." Dan sat back, as he smirked just as hard as his wife.
Sirius hid a smile. "So. You have two Muggles who have apparently immersed themselves in what they needed to know. They will stay. If you object, you may leave. They have every right to protect their child as you do. Decide now."
"No one will be going anywhere. They will stay." The Headmaster said as he walked into the room.
"So glad that you could grace us with your presence Headmaster." Sirius greeted, more than a little bit annoyed at the old man.
Albus gave a small nod, with a twinkle in his eye. "Sirius."
Sirius tapped his finger on the table. Signaling that it was time to serve dinner. Harry, Fred and George began to tuck into their meal, while the rest of the table, who were not members of the House of Black just looked at them.
After dessert was eaten, and the dishes cleared, Sirius asked a question. "What news of the Dark Lord?"
Molly stood to usher all of the children out of the dinning room to get them away from talk of such things.
"As my godson, and the Heir to the House of Potter, Harry will be staying." Sirius said calmly.
"Sirius I must protest! They’re just children!" Molly bellowed, but then she quickly realized that she only had one leg to stand on. "I may not be able to stop you from corrupting Harry, but these are my children and they will not be staying. Ginny, Ron, Fred, George let’s go." Molly turned to walk out, but was stopped...
"Sorry mother. But as we are of age, we’re staying."
Molly Weasley was working up to a world class rant, but Harry stopped her from exploding.
"Go. I’ll tell you everything anyway. You know that." Harry squeezed both of their hands, and watched as they left the room.
"While I am willing to permit you to remain, Harry, I must insist that what happens in this room stays in this room." Dumbledore slightly ordered.
"And I must insist Headmaster, that the next time you give my godson an order that is against mine, that I will throw you out of this house." Sirius said with a look of boredom.
Andromeda knew that it was a look of calculation; she was raised a Black after all. She gasped inwardly. He wanted Dumbledore to use his position as Headmaster to force the issue maybe. But why? Unless...
"My apologies Mr. Potter. I was wrong to insist on something that I had no business in doing so." Dumbledore bowed his head slightly. He had not gotten this far without knowing how to play the game.
Harry recalled his lessons in politics and gave a slight bow. "Apology accepted. Shall we get to business?"
Harry felt a slight brush against his shields. He didn’t want to reveal his training so soon so he projected false images of Dumbledore having sex with Hagrid. The intruder made a hasty retreat.
The next hour was spent talking about strategy and other nonsense that would not help them defeat Voldemort and his lackeys. After another fifteen minutes, Harry had had enough and stood.
"There is no chance in the nine circles of hell that I will back the Minister for Magic. The adults in this damn country created this mess, let them figure it out. I refuse to be a damn poster boy for a government so bigoted and corrupt, that the main adviser to the Minister is a damned Death Eater."
Molly was appalled. "Harry James Potter! Watch your mouth young man!"
Harry slowly looked to Mrs. Weasley. "Mrs. Weasley. You are not my mother. You were not mentioned in my parent’s journals or the letters that they left me. So would you kindly save your ear splitting screeches for your own children."
"I have always treated you as one of my own children!"
"REALLY? WHERE WERE YOU WHEN VER..." Sirius interrupted him
"Harry." He said dangerously as he stared at Mrs. Weasley.
Through his anger he heard his godfather. "My apologies. Sirius."
"Mr. Potter. What do you mean that "the adults in this country created this mess’?" An Order member asked.
"It’s simple really. If you had just killed their worthless hides during the last war, we wouldn’t be having this problem again now would we? Not only that, but the fact that the UK remains so far outside of the accomplishments the rest of the world, that when most of the Pure bloods go into the Nomaj world they stick ...
Harry was on a roll. "You take our sacred traditions and declare them dark, because you want to help the Muggle born and raised to feel more welcomed but you do nothing to help them prepare to actually integrate. Or you declare something dark because it takes a certain amount of power to do something. But back to my or...
"Harry it is a very dark path to call for the death of someone. It is also wise to not side against the Ministry."
Harry just rolled his eyes and looked at Sirius as he crossed his arms over his chest once again. "Is he for real?"
Sirius just held up his hands and laughed. "Afraid so pup."
Harry turned back to Dumbledore. "Let’s take the first statement. Tell me this. How many people did Moody take curses and spells for during the first war, only to see the culprits of said curses, waltz out of jail with only a few less galleons to show for their trouble? Only to be caught doing the same thing again and ...
"Here here!" Moody shouted.
"Maybe if you had wiped him and his fellow Death Chickens off the face of planet the first time, he wouldn’t have helped to release a damn basilisk into a school full of students!"
"Harry..." Dumbledore began.
"As to your second point." Harry carried over the Headmaster as if he had not been about to speak. "I don’t owe the Ministry a damn thing! This godsforsaken country has taken nearly everything from me. My family, my heritage, and my childhood. The Minister needs to find another poster boy for themselves, because it won...
Harry was done.
"Forgive me Ladies and Gentlemen, but as this meeting seems to be a complete waste of my time, I bid you all a good day." Harry gave a small bow, and left the room.
Sirius looked at the rest of the aging want to be warriors, who really couldn’t fight and stood as he looked to Dumbledore. "Are we done?"
"We are." Dumbledore gave a slight bow. Molly Weasley was fuming.
"Good. Now get out." Sirius was not happy. Their whole lives were at stake and this was the best that they could come up with? When he was younger and rebelling against his family’s twisted beliefs, he now knew that he was just blind to the obvious. He was trying to get away from his psychotic family so much, that he h...
"Kreatcher." The Lord Black called in a deceptively calm tone.
"Master calls Kreatcher."
Sirius’ eyes never left Dumbledore’s. "Lock down Grimmauld Place. Retrieve all books and heirlooms that may have been removed from our home. For now; only the family Tonks, Weasleys, Remus, Grangers, Myself and Harry are allowed complete access outside of Order meetings. After the meetings are done, everyone not approv...
"With pleasure my Lord." Kreatcher grinned and began a rapid snapping of his fingers.
"Sirius! I beg you to see reason!" Dumbledore implored. This was the safest place for them to meet, and it’s loss as a safe house would put the entire Order in danger.
"Oh. I not only see reason Chief Warlock, I also see the light. I may not have been his greatest champion, but grandfather Arcturus was right about you. He described you as a good man, who was blinded by the "Greater Good’. But he had always ranted about whose "greater good’ you were working towards Albus. Who decides ...
Kreatcher lost all composure and started to dance foot to foot. "It shall be done Master
"He’s angry." Fred spoke to Sirius from his left. "He’s in the gym."
Sirius nodded his head. Before he had walked in, he had asked Arned to make sure that they were not disturbed.
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They found him in the gym of Grimmauld Place beating the crap out of everything that he could come in contact with. Fred and George had to control their urges, as they watched him. He had on workout pants and shoes. He was topless as he pounded into the heavy bag and the dummies. The sweat dripping from his forehead an...
"I’m not your weapon!" "I’m not a child!" "I’ve never been a child!"
Harry just pounded into the heavy bag with his feet and fists over and over until he was spent. He screamed into the roof of the gym and collapsed. Sirius rushed to his side immediately.
"It’s ok Prongslet. It’s ok. I’ve got you." Sirius tried to soothe, as he held his godson and rocked him as they both sat on the floor.
After a while, Harry stopped crying and wiped his eyes with the handkerchief that he was given. He blew his nose, cast a cleaning charm, and handed it back. "Sorry."
Fred and George removed his gloves, and just held him.
"Ugh. I need a shower."
"That you do Prongslet." Sirius scrunched up his nose. "Come on kiddo. We’ll go to our actual home now, and get away from this madness for a bit." Sirius stood and held out his hand to Harry. Harry grasped it gratefully, but knew that a chat with Cara was in order. He could feel himself losing his control.
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While Harry and Sirius were headed to their private home, the kitchen was in chaos.
"How dare he speak to the Headmaster that way! And that filthy mouth of his." Molly yelled.
Fred and George walked in to grab some cookies and some milk to take back to their room hoping to get out unnoticed. No such luck.
"And just where do the two of you think you’re going?"
"To our room." They said together.
"You most certainly will not! As you have obviously spent the summer with Harry, you will explain this new behavior of his." Molly demanded.
Fred shrugged. "Sounds to me like he has his priorities straight."
George added. "Besides. We happen to think he’s right."
"How could you say such a thing?" Molly asked.
"It’s the truth." They shrugged.
"Where did you two get off to this summer?" Arthur Weasley asked.
"Well." Fred started. "The first leg of the journey is a secret of epic proportions..."...However, the rest of the journey was just fantastic."Disneyland in California was great...So was..."Cirque du Soleil in Quebec. Now that was insane..."...Meeting Aunty’s extended family in India..." The twins were in their own wor...
"You have seven more minutes until yous needs to be leaving." Kreatcher stood with his bony arms crossed against his chest. Maybe mutt master wasn’t so bad after all.
Everyone that was not on the list made haste to leave on their own before they were thrown out by the house magic.
Dumbledore turned to the Weasley parents. "Please continue your conversation with your sons, and give me a report."
Hearing that, Fred and George snapped their mouths shut.
"Where else did you travel to?" Molly asked as she sat down at the table with a cup of tea.
Fred shook his head. "No."
"No. I will not let the Headmaster meddle into Harry’s life further."
"I am your mother!"
"And we are of age." Fred and George said together.
"Molly! Leave them be! They’re right. They are home safe, and it sounds like they had a wonderful time."
"But Arthur..."
"Well now that that is over, are you guys set for the new school year?" And with that the Grangers and Arthur got into a discussion over the upcoming school year over the scowls of Molly.
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Harry and Sirius decided to have breakfast at Grimmauld Place the following morning. There was only a week and a half left before school was to start and the letters had not arrived yet. The rumours were that the new DADA professor was changing the entire curriculum, Flourish and Blotts had to order all new books.
In the time since Harry and company had returned to The British Isles from their "world tour’ as George had dubbed it, they all could see just how messed up things really were.
Mrs Weasley often bristled at the fact that George, Fred and Harry often trained separately in closed door sessions. When asked why that was the case. Sirius simply said that they could hurt someone.