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She looked to her sons. "Explain." And they did in vivid detail. |
Which did not make Molly the least bit Happy. |
"Are you telling me..." The Weasley Matriarch started. "That you are going to suspend my sons because they are in a relationship with Harry Potter? After all that my family has done for you?" |
"Molly for the Greater..." That was as far as he got. |
His beard became multiple mini cactuses. |
Severus lost his cool and snorted. |
"Can we please make this quick? Pomona and I have somewhere to be." She turned to the Headmaster. "I told you what would happen if I heard that ridiculous phrase again." |
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"I never thought that you would stoop so low." Arthur began. He was trying to control his temper. "I have supported you without question for years, but this time you go too far. Albus. A troll. A Cerberus. Oh and let’s not forget Voldemort teaching our children." |
Filius’ head snapped up. "What are you talking about Arthur?" |
This time Harry’s head snapped up as well and he looked at the Headmaster. "You didn’t tell them?" |
Albus just looked away. But not too quickly. There was a particularly vicious thorn stabbing him in his bottom lip. |
Harry shrugged. "I killed Quirrell at the end of my first year. He was possessed by Voldemort. Had been the entire year. That was of course after I retrieved the stone. |
"Yes, so you see Albus, I am this close to pulling my family out of the |
He put his right thumb and forefinger together with just a tiny space between them. "But I realize that as much of an arse that you apparently are, you still hold a purpose. But know this. If you ever threaten my family again, there will be hell to pay. I have a son who is a dragon handler, and one who is curse breaker... |
Molly was less articulate. She walked up to Dumbledore and slapped him hard in the back of the head. "I realize now that I was wrong to treat Fred and George the way that I did. I’m still not keen on this triad business. I’m old fashioned and believe that Harry’s station requires him to have a proper wife to continue t... |
Carmen and Sirius both turned to hide their giggles. |
"Are we done here? Some of us students have projects to work on." Fred asked. |
"And I owe Professor Snape four batches of Skelegro." George hung his head. "I still say it was an accident." He muttered. |
"Mr. Weasley. My entire fifth year Hufflepuff Ravenclaw class was turned into monkeys. You can of course imagine how much work that was to contain the danger. Even though it was the beginning of class." Snape raised a brow. |
The Weasley parents moaned and shook their heads. |
"It was still an accident! I just timed it wrong." George whined. "And it only lasted for like a minute." |
"Be that as it may. You still owe me the four batches so get to work." |
Sirius and Carmen were on the floor laughing trying to catch their breaths. |
"Ugh fine!" George grabbed Harry and kissed him soundly. "I’ll see you later baby." |
Harry just nodded in a daze. |
"And you Mr. Weasley." Filius rounded on Fred. "Still have detention with me regarding your little prank on the first year Hufflepuffs. I’m aware you don’t have a free period at the moment, but you will see me after dinner." |
"But they looked so cute as squirrels." Fred whined. |
"Yes well. Minerva wanted to string you up from the Astronomy tower, but I agreed to a simpler solution." The half goblin gave a feral grin. "You now get to grade all of Luna Lovegood’s essays for the next two weeks." |
Fred’s eyes widened in horror. He looked to his father. "Dad. You have to get me out of here." Arthur just looked at his son with a smirk. Luna was a lovely child, but she could be a bit...different. "No, you don’t understand. I love Luna I really do. But she’s...well Luna. There are creatures I have never heard of and... |
Harry lost his battle with his laughter. Luna was a special witch with talents that she was still trying to understand. But Harry had read some of her essays and he was so confused." |
"No son. Take your punishment like a big boy." Arthur said between his own laughter while holding up his equally laughing wife. Carmen and Sirius were still trying to sit up, but failing miserably. |
"You people are mean." He pouted as he walked over to Harry and gave him a kiss that made his toes curl and smacked his bum. "I’ll see you later my raven." |
Harry watched as Fred swayed his hips as he walked out the door. Damned teenage hormones. He hugged Sirius and left a few minutes later. He had an Arithmancy project to finish. |
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"What is so hard for you to understand when I said to leave him alone?" Sirius asked. |
The Weasley parents left to go back to Grimmauld place before Arthur headed into work. But not without another warning to the Headmaster. |
Minerva and Pomona headed to change into nicer robes, then quickly left to Gringotts. |
That left Sirius, Severus, Carmen, and Filius with the Headmaster. |
"Sirius it’s not that simple. The boy needs to be trained. His destiny is..." |
"Not your problem. You are the child’s Headmaster. Nothing more." Filius piped in. |
"Just out of curiosity. If his being trained was so important to fighting a magical foe, then why did you leave him on a doorstep on a cold night in November with magic hating abusive non magicals?" |
"They were his last living relatives. At the time I thought it was for the best." |
"Best to live with child abusers Albus?" Filius asked confused. |
"I never thought for one moment that they would treat him so terribly. He was their family. No one treats family that way." |
Severus Snape and Sirius Black looked at each other in horror as they both gave an identical snort at the same time. |
"I know that you must think of me as a monster, but I really thought they would care for him. I suspected that they may not love him as they should, but I had hoped that he would have a normal childhood. Away from all of the fame and expectations that his name would bring." |
Everyone could feel the temperature in the room drop. Something made Sirius look at Carmen, and what he saw amazed and frightened him. |
She was shaking with rage. He had to give her credit though. She was trying to control it. After what seemed like forever, though in fact it was only a few minutes, Carmen let out a deep breath and smiled. |
"Sorry about that. It kind of happens when someone speaks dragon shit about my family." Her grin at Dumbledore became predatory, she was about to lay into him when Sirius placed a hand on her arm. She felt that sensation again but ignored it. |
Sirius addressed Albus. "Correct me if I’m wrong Headmaster, but he is having a normal childhood. The same childhood that you wanted him to have all those years ago. He’s discovering the world of dating, of sexuality, expanding his group of friends. He’s studying hard for his exams to see to his future. He’s having fun... |
"The Prophecy states..." Albus began. |
Severus rolled his eyes. "Not that blasted thing again." |
Filius frowned. "What Prophecy?" |
Carmen shook her head. "The less you know the better Master Flitwick. The short version is, a Prophecy was made about a child who had the power to defeat Voldemort. Harry is believed to be that child. The Headmaster knew this but left him with his aunt anyway." |
Filius set down his tea and hopped off of his chair. "If you would excuse me, I have classes to teach. Carmen. Sirius. If the youngling needs anything, I will lend a hand in whatever training that he requires." Carmen and Sirius both nodded in thanks. |
As Filius was leaving, he began to rapidly swear in Gobleihn. |
Carmen spit out her coffee laughing. |
"What did he say?" Severus asked. |
"Roughly translated? Well, the first one was "May an Iron Belly shite on your grave.’ The next one was... I think... "May your next sibling be the illegitimate son of a troll.’ I think it’s regional. I’ve never heard that one before." |
Sirius cleared his throat. "Yes. Well. I do believe that we are done here. Leave him be Albus. He could decide to just let Voldemort take over. Where would that leave you?" Sirius stood and turned to Carmen. |
He grasped her hand gently and placed a kiss above her knuckles. "My Lady." |
Again she felt the jolt rush through her skin, but she maintained her composure. "Lord Black." She replied. |
Sirius turned to Snape. "Snape." |
Sirius left the Headmaster’s office. |
It was some time before anyone spoke. But Severus decided to speak up. "I would not piss on Black if he were on fire, but he is right. Let the boy alone. He has made it clear that he wants no part in this fight. He is a boy. Leave it at that." |
"You don’t understand Severus." |
"You are correct Headmaster. I do not." The Potions Master stood and swept from the office. |
"I guess that I’m off too. I do have a job to do after all." She looked over her shoulder as she waved to the Headmaster. "See you at lunch Professor." |
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Harry was still upset from his meeting with the Headmaster, but he had calmed down somewhat. He was enjoying lunch with his friends, while simultaneously ignoring the glares of the Quidditch team. Harry remembered being ambushed after their first loss. |
Harry was sitting in the common room, studying Ruins with Hermione. The twins were off doing...something. There were times he felt it was better that he didn’t know to be honest. He knew that it was Gryffindor’s second match, but his studies came first now. He would still go out for a fly. He would always love being in... |
The Quidditch team came in looking depressed, but upon seeing Harry sitting there without a care in the world studying with Hermione, most of them became incensed. |
"Are you proud of your little stand traitor? We lost!" A seventh year beater snarled at him. |
Harry sat down his quill and looked at him. He really did miss the biro. "And that is my fault because..." |
"You’re the best seeker in the school! You should support your house!" |
Harry remained as cool as ever. "So I should support you when you wouldn’t support me? Listen Coolings, I have bigger priorities now than Quidditch. I would have loved to have kept playing, but I was "on the fence’ as the saying goes on whether I would keep up my studies or continue to focus on a game. I chose the firs... |
As he slung his bag over his shoulder. "You made your choice and I made mine. I for one am proud of my own choice. Can you say the same?" Harry held out his arm for Hermione and they left the common room. |
He could admit that he missed his old team at times, but his life was different now. He had a chosen career path. Well for the most part. He was becoming fascinated by adding Runes, Arithmancy, and Defence together. He had begun to think of a dual Mastery. Or maybe a Journeyman of Runes and Arithmancy. Either way, he h... |
Though he would miss the team, their attitude had completely disgusted him. |
And to that end they could bugger off. |
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Pomona and Minerva made their way to Gringotts with all haste. It was never a good idea to be late with a meeting with a Goblin. |
Minerva made her way to an available teller and remembered her manners as she bowed. "Greetings Teller Farock." She made sure to read the teller’s name plate as she spoke. "We have an appointment with Account Manager Tirin." |
"Wait here." He said curtly. But inwardly he was surprised at the manners the human showed. He went to a runner to have him deliver the message. A few moments later the runner returned to the teller. The teller nodded at the young runner and turned to the witches. "Director Ragnock will see you now." |
"I must apologize for my ignorance and I truly mean no offence, but the person we spoke to last was named Tirin." |
"Manager Tirin is...indisposed. Follow me please." |
The two witches were confused but followed Farock through a series of winding tunnels and close cliffs into...wherever. They finally stopped at an ornate door and watched as it opened. |
"The Director will see you now." He bowed and left. |
"You may enter ladies." |
Minerva and Pomona entered with all due haste. According to what they had learned, the Goblins were all business. They stepped into the room and bowed. |
"You are...different than most humans we come across." He said in a curious tone. |
Minerva spoke first. "You are a sentient race with your own customs, magic and traditions that deserve to be respected." Minerva smirked. "Besides only a fool would anger those that handled their money." |
Ragnock looked back at the woman and gave a very Goblin like grin. "I look forward to working with you Minerva McGonagall of the clan Ross." He turned to Pomona who had remained silent. "And you Pomona Sprout of the family Winters. I should point out that there are at least five goblin managers that are trying get you ... |
Professor Sprout blushed slightly. "I have been made aware sir; although I am still quite confused as to why." |
Ragnock waved it away. "All in due time Herbology Mistress Sprout. So. To business then?" |
As they looked over the parchment work, both witches took on a mien that could only scream rage. The school had been understaffed for decades! No wonder the students were out of control for the most part. There was not enough staff to supervise them! She had been asking Albus and the Board for help ever since she becam... |
"Director Ragnock. As the Deputy Headmistress, I am requesting your help in getting our school up to standard. We need more Professors and more staff in general. I would like to enhance our library. I..." |
The Director held up a hand for silence. "We normally do not get involved in wizarding issues, but as this will affect us as well it is agreed. We had once lived together as a society until some time ago." He smiled baring his teeth. "But Hogwarts has become an abomination to magic! You have a reputation of fairness. W... |
Pomona raised a brow. "And nothing about profit for you and your kin?" |
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