couplet of unretentive chapters now. To make up for the last two long ones.



"One… two… trey !"

Harry yanked up on the broom and tried like hell to sustain on as it shot into the air. He saw the rack come into view and screamed, throwing his weight up and scraping over the top by an inch. He tried to slow up down but the ling didn't seem to hear him. He was forced to try and insure it as it careened along the ground.

All he could do was try to aim the affair like a cop in a rodeo as it bucked and vibrated at 60 international nautical mile per time of day. He crashed near the wharfage and stumbled to his feet. He stuck the chimaera to a tree with a quick fixing charm and added a really nasty swearing for anyone who tried to train it.

He dashed down the dock and stopped by the walkway up the Durmstrang ship.

"Ayauhteotl !"Harry waved his wand and a multicolor mist appeared over the walk, revealing the wards. Harry dipped his wand into each node and spun it around like a nightstick, watching the changing color.

It was like a compounding lock, he just had to match them up… done !

Harry ran through the mist and dashed up to the vertebral column of the ship and grabbed the bike. If his ten minutes spent reading up on magical sauceboat was anything to go on the starter should be… somewhere ?

Harry glanced from the uncomprehensible mess of Victorian-looking knobs and switches on the astray mastery panel to the three dimensional, ships wheel attached to the center of a gyroscope.

Bugger… waiting ! There were little panel above the controls. Labels… labels in High German. Bugger. The only one he could read was the ship's name, in bold copperplate above the controls.

The Spirit of Njordr

"fountainhead Spirit, just you and me."Harry put his hand on the throttle, the only control he could agnise. He pushed it forward and the ship surged away from the dock. He pushed it further and felt the wind menstruum through his hair's-breadth. Ok, this was nerveless. He rounded the little ness and the stands of students came into view. Harry grinned, he reached into his robe and pulled out a leather buccaneer's hat.

If he was going down he could at to the lowest degree put on a good show.
*


"THAT LITTLE BASTARD ! HE ‘ S STOLEN MY BLOODY SHIP !"

"I believe I remember hearing you say he could conduct it out whenever he wanted Igor."Dumbledore commented airily."I believe Harry takes that kind of matter seriously."
*


Harry grabbed the ships steering wheel and threw it forwards sharply. It rolled forward, swinging in its provenience, and the ship's olfactory organ dipped down into the urine. Harry gritted his teeth as the Spirit slid down into lake. The water arched up over the top like it was sluicing over a methamphetamine ceiling. Harry forced himself to breath as the survive of the sky disappeared and he was surrounded by water.

Harry tried not to call up about it. He raised his chief and whistled at the iniquity water. After a long moment a glowing build appeared and came in stopping point to the ship.

"young lady myrtle,"Harry waved his hat at the floating figure."Lead the way !"

"Aye, aye !"myrtle flew away towards the straw man of the ship. Harry angled the odd wheel to follow her. The darkness carried on endlessly, Harry could feel the water all around him. Harry tried to keep himself distracted, unfortunately there wasn't much there to distract him. He glanced over the ship, it wasn't that declamatory, it was slim with a single mast. A… cutter… possibly ? His reading last dark hadn't been very all-encompassing on ship identification. He'd skipped right on to the fundamentals of steering magical ships.

Great… lot of supporter that had been.

The ship had four slingshot, two on each English. Probably already planning a dramatic victory celebration. The quietus of the ship was spotless, varnished and cleaned down to the stopping point brass railing. Harry grinned, now he knew why Karkaroff had brought so many students when it was obvious he favored Krum. He was using them to swab the decks.

Harry raised himself up on his tiptoes and looked out past the end of the ship and past the glowing specter out in nominal head. There was a forest of seaweed, or lake-weed maybe, stretching out in front of them. It was marvellous enough to arch up over the ship, Harry groaned as he saw Vinca minor disappear into it.

As the ship moved into the forest the kelp ( lake-kelp ? ) slid through the water-wards around the ship and fell onto the deck of cards. Without the body of water they couldn't stay good and fell like wet spaghetti. As the ship moved forward they slid off again just as new ones fell down. It was creepy, like the lake was trying to take hold of hold of the ship with slippery fingers.

A shoal of silver Pisces the Fishes surrounded the ship, shimmering like a rainbow. Then they changed and flickered in Wave of yellow and green, rippling in bands across the school. Harry wondered idily whether they were magic or they were just catching the light.

Suddenly the shoal broke apart and swam away from the ship, disappearing in an trice into the iniquity behind the ship.

"Oh, that can ‘ t be good."Harry looked around desperately for what they were running from. Out ahead Myrtle had disappeared into the gloom. A shadow passed over the ship, moving fast through the piss. Harry's eyes flicked up but it had already disappeared into the seaweed."Bugger…"

Harry's paw moved to the accelerator pedal and he pushed it forward sharply, the ship surged forward. Hopefully away from the thing. Something green flashed through the kelp to the left field, keeping pace. Harry hit the throttle harder and the wheel began to resonate. He held on grimly as the weeds shot past faster and faster. The William Green affair kept pace, swinging closer through the submerged jungle. Suddenly it jerked towards him, Harry swung the wheel wildly but the light-green thing kept coming. It shot through the wards and slapped down onto the decks.

Harry slammed the throttle back, bringing the ship to a stop and stepped out from behind the steering pillar. The green thing straightened up, dripping, it looked like a weird horse standing up on its hind leg, standing at least eight invertebrate foot tall. It's arms ended in chela instead of hooves, giant three fingered claws. It's horse head… no more like a muzzly dog… was covered in lank hair, like it was part of the seaweed.

"Are you a Grindylow or a kelpie ?"Harry backed away from the thing as it stomped towards him."Or maybe a Kappa ? God I wish I ‘ d paid attention to Lupin."

The thing lifted it's psyche and brayed, showing Harry that it's teeth were crisp, serrated fangs.

"Stupefy !"Harry jabbed his scepter at the thing, the spell flew out and impacted into it's chest of drawers. It didn't even flinch. Instead it screeched and lunged towards him like a bull, Harry rolled out of the way and it crashed into the floor in a mountain of flailing wet limbs.

"If I knew what you were I could fight you !"Harry yelled in thwarting as the thing lurched to its metrical unit and came after him at a run. Harry spun and fled off the back deck, dashing out of reach of the animal flailing claws. He put the mast between him and it. It lurched left, Harry matched it. It turned right, Harry matched it again and it screeched like a banshee.

"Acerbus cus…"Harry bit back on the death word. If he went to dark magic and they found out he was out of the tournament. Harry looked the puppet over, heavily muscled forearms and torso, ribs like armored ridges, thin legs… Thin legs on hooves.

"Ferio !"Harry aimed at the hooves and they slid on the wet forest. The beast went down again, crashing headfirst into the trading floor. It scrambled up again, it's base slipping like a cat on linoleum, and hissed. A moment later it was down on all 4, it's nipper scraping on the deck.

"Clever bastard."Harry jumped backwards as it bounded towards him. He had to parry under it's swiping pincer as it tried to take his psyche off. A moment later he felt his rear hit Grant Wood, he was out of room.

The thing reared up triumphantly, bringing an arm back to save the terminal blow.

"Accio !"Harry aimed under the thing's arm at the shinning throttle. The Spirit shot forward, throwing both Harry and the affair off their metrical unit. The creature dropped onto one of the launcher, its point resting on the cradle.

"Diffindo !"Harry aimed at the rope holding the catapult down and it snapped up, bringing the creatures head with it. There was a hideous crack and the wight's cervix twisted back. It stumbled backwards and dropped to the floor, it's limbs flailing. Harry watched as it shook then grew still, it's read/write head pointing gruesomely backwards.

"Whatever you are you ‘ re dead now."Harry stumbled back to the wheel and pulled the gas back to a more reasonable speed. myrtle had disappeared, Harry whistled again but she didn't rematerialize. Oh great… wait…

There was a screechy warbling sound coming out of the water. It sounded like the vocal from the egg. Harry spun the rack to the right to come the speech sound and pushed the throttle forward. The Spirit kept on sliding through the black body of water, except it wasn't as black now. Harry left the controls and went to the side.

Ahead and down there were lights appearing out of the murk. small brightness moving, flickering, some arranged in lines. The lights followed a shape, laid out along stroll or grouped in clumps near buildings. A urban center, a urban center underwater. Harry spun the wheel forward and the Spirit began to descend.

Figures swam up to meet the ship as it floated down, figures with Second Earl Grey, scaly pelt and fishes tails.

"Mermaids ?"Harry glanced at the mythological fauna keeping footstep with him. Several of them were carrying mean looking weaponry and had weird tribal tattoos standing out in red against their pale Lady Jane Grey skin. They didn't look like the Disney variety of mermaid, not unless they upped the rating.

Harry aimed for the biggest concentration of lights, in the center of the city. There was some kind of town lame, C of the angle multitude were clustered around something in the middle. Harry swung the ship around to get a effective look.

There were three man bod tied up with thick, kelpy circle to a boulder in the heart of the square and an open space where it looked like another bod had been. Harry squinted, trying to distinguish them through the fogginess. Two he didn't recognize but the third jumped out at him, her blond whisker making a blowball crown around her head, Susan Bones.

Harry cursed as he realized he couldn't actually get the ship down to them without crushing them in the mental process. He stuck an arm through the ward, wand outstretched.

"Relashio !"The ropes around Susan released and she drifted free away from the Stone."Accio !"Harry aimed again and her trunk changed direction and came shooting towards him. The moment she fell through the wards she began spluttering and looking around in shock.

"Harry where the hell… are we on a ship ?"

"No, it ‘ s your imagination."Harry pulled her to her groundwork."You ok ?"

"Yeah, I think…"Susan looked herself over."Dumbledore said we wouldn ‘ t wake up until we reached the surface."

"Ward must have screwed with it."Harry shrugged and hurried back to the controls. He lifted the ship away from the square and sent it off the way he'd came as quickly as he could.

"What the hell is that !"

"What… ?"Harry looked where Susan was pointing."Oh… Dead Kappa."

"That's not a Kappa !"Susan said, her voice heights with daze."Kappa ‘ s are about this tall."She put her hand at her shoulder to demonstrate.

"Ok… It ‘ s a tall Kappa ? It ate lots of spinach ? Is this really the most important affair happening right now ?"

Susan shook her psyche then frowned and pointed ahead of them.

"And what ‘ s that ?"She was pointing at a moving, eel like pattern in the dark beyond the bow.

"What's… tinker's damn it !"Harry whirled the wheel to avoid it but they were already too close. It splashed through the Aaron Montgomery Ward and landed on the deck. Harry ran up, wand outstretched and ready for a competitiveness, then burst out laughing."You look ridiculous !"

"This isn ‘ t suspicious Potter."Malfoy canceled his bubblehead spell, dragged a clump of seaweed off his capitulum and threw it at Harry, who dodged easily. Beside him Pansy was waking up and staring blearily at her environment. The eel matter looked like it was made of phantasm and seemed to dissolving into the floor now that it was out of the water. Malfoy watched it go away and cursed."Do you know how foresightful it ‘ ll issue to make another one of them ?"

"Not my fault."Harry shrugged.

"You ran into me !"

"Yeah well… um…"Harry paused, trying to opine of any way in which it was not his fault. Malfoy saved him the trouble.

"What the hell is that !"

"spinach plant Kappa."

"Are you crazy Potter that ‘ s clearly a Kelpie !"

"fountainhead if you knew the answer why did you ask ?"

"I was wondering why a kelpy with a ruin neck was decomposing on the pack of cards of your sh…"Malfoy looked around, seeming to take in his surroundings for the first clock time."YOU STOLE A SHIP !"

"Technically it ‘ s not theft, it ‘ s piracy."

"ceramist you-"

"guy cable !"Susan interrupted."Shouldn ‘ t soul be steering ?"

Harry looked at the unattended ascendency board then back at Malfoy. Harry rolled his eyes.

"Girls,"Harry shrugged."Always complaining."

Harry grinned at Susan's outraged verbal expression and trotted up the ships wheel. But as he got there a glowing figure materialized out of the blackness behind them.

"Harry You have to get out of here !"Myrtle yelled, her whole ectoplasmic trunk vibrating in fear.

"Myrtle where did you-"

"Harry just go !"Vinca minor screamed, glancing back behind her."It ‘ s the giant squid !"

Harry followed her gaze, there was something moving out there certainly… something big but… NO !

Harry jerked the steering wheel just in time as a monumental fleshy tentacle came out of nowhere and crashed through the railing, raking the deck to Harry's left.

"Get bellow !"Harry yelled to his passengers as he threw the accelerator to full. The ship surged forward just as another arm tried to grab at the mast. Harry saw a massive eye through the iniquity to the left, monster and red and bloodshot and staring right at him. Harry jerked the rack down and the Spirit rose past the teras, the eye disappearing into the fog. Suddenly an arm came out of nowhere and wrapped around the bow of the ship, spinning them around. Harry drew his sceptre but before he could use it a bolt of lightning of silver medal light impacted the tentacle and it flailed away, smoking.

Harry saw Malfoy stumble away from the battlefront of the ship and elan towards him.

"What the sin is going on !"

"giant squid !"Harry yelled back.

"I know that ! I mean this !"Malfoy waved at the complicated mastery panel."Do you even know how to pilot this ship ?"

"No."

"You idiot !"Malfoy swung himself in front of the controls. His hands began flying over the weird knows and buttons, including all the ones Harry hadn't had the guts to touch."You could have killed us all !"

"I don ‘ t recollection inviting you on board the good ship squid-bait !"

"Shut up and do as I say."Malfoy ordered, still working at the controls. A consequence later Harry felt a surge of superpower from the ship. They jumped forward, Harry could even see light ahead.

"Port !"

Looked like daylight…

"Steer to port !"

Harry jerked to liveliness in clock time to jam the wheel to the left hand just as a massive shape appeared in the water in front end of them. Harry registered a parrot-like snout and flailing tentacles before they slid past and hit the surface.

The ship broached through the surface like a hulk, shedding water in not bad sheets. Harry clung on to try to keep some semblance of control. They hit back into the lake with a monolithic plume of atomizer, a moment later the giant squid exploded out of the lake nearby, it instantly spun around and headed for them.

"Hard starboard !"

Harry complied and soon they were racing away from the thing. Harry looked ahead and swore.

"Malfoy there ‘ s a cliff !"

"I know, keep going."Malfoy was bent over the controls.

"We ‘ re gon na hit it !"

"What ‘ s the issue Potter ?"Malfoy glanced up grinning."view you liked this form of thing ?"

"I really hate you Draco."Harry gritted his teeth and aimed the ship directly at the cliff. Behind them the squid was keeping pace just a few meters behind."Malfoy…"

"Not yet."Malfoy's hired man was hovering over a big red button.

"Malfoy… !"

"Not yet !"

Harry could see seagull nest in the drop nerve. Another 100 meters. He could see seagulls. Another hundred meters. He could see ball !

"NOW !"Malfoy smashed the button as Harry steered furiously to the side. He could get wind the anchorman chains rolling out and felt a flashy crash as the ship came to a stop. A moment later the calamary shot yesteryear, a meter away from their starboard hull.

There was another crash and the gull took flight, a giant good deal of white leaving the drop. The giant calamary surfaced, right future to the cliff, its eyes were rolling listlessly and it's sleeve floated uselessly behind it.

"Knocked itself out."Harry grinned and stumbled over to the rail."Knocked itself common cold on the cliff."Harry sighed in relief.

"Thanks Malfoy, I really-"

"Harry ?"Harry turned around, instead of Malfoy he saw Susan standing there."He ‘ s gone."

"Gone ? What do you mean…"Harry followed her pointing finger."… Son of a bitch !"

Malfoy was surfing away over the H2O on a disk of brightness level, fairy clumped by his feet.

"We need to overtake him up !"Harry turned to the steering wheel but stopped. The steering wheel was incased in ice."Son of a bitch !"

"We could just swim for it Harry."Susan suggested, shrugging."We wouldn ‘ t win but at least we ‘ d finish."

"I refuse to recede to that backstabbing SOB !"Harry cast around for another way to get back to the starting line. There had to be a way, there had to be… ah !

"No ! Harry NO !"Susan yelled as she saw what he was looking at."No way in netherworld !"

"ejaculate on !"Harry said laughing as he pulled her over onto the arbalist ‘ s provenience."What could go faulty ?"

"Are you crazy ! No Harry !"

Harry grinned, and cut the cable.
*


They shot into the air. Harry could experience the pressure of the acceleration everywhere, he could see the beach approaching fast, too fast. He raised his wand against the wind and yelled the first spell he could think of.

"Eizuckerpeitsche !"

CRUNCH !

Harry tried to breath as his stomach spun in circles. He opened his middle to see walls of crackly Patrick White. Susan was in his arms, holding him mingy around the waistline with her headspring buried in his robes.

"It ‘ s ok."Harry whispered."We ‘ ve landed now."

"We ‘ ve… ?"Susan poked her oral sex up and looked around. She still looked a little frazzled, her eyes darting every charge."What did we put down in ?"

"Meringue."

"Meringue ?"

"Yes."

"Oh…"She was breathing heavily and still hadn't let go of his shank."Harry ?"

"Yes."

"Never do that to me again."

"Ok."Harry smiled."I promise I ‘ ll never shoot you out of a launcher into a pile of meringue again."

"This isn't funny."Susan said angrily, her face flushing red.

"You see me laughing ?"

She was still breathing heavily, her hair falling around her human face, her brownness middle staring into his, her blush lip were so close…
*


Hermione jumped up in shock as Harry impacted into the giant hill of meringue that had appeared on the beach. A moment later the crew was rushing from the stands, towards the white mountain. Out in front was a blond char, yelling at the top of her voice.

Susan osseous tissue'mother ? Hermione guessed.

The bunch reached the meringue and Mrs bones began digging into it madly.

"Susan ! Are you in there ? Susan !"She was pulling off huge glob, rapidly burrowing into the middle of the mound.

"Susan ! Are you Ok ? Can you listen me Su… HARRY POTTER WHAT THE hell DO YOU THINK YOU ‘ RE DOING !"

Harry's answer went down in Hogwarts history.

"I am snogging your daughter, what does it face LIKE I ‘ m doing ! ?"



A Recent medical study indicated that each reassessment you leave adds three weeks to your lifespan.

It 's true.

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Ok, blank out about the short chapters, decided against it.



Harry felt his ear grabbed painfully and a instant later he was dragged from his meringue cocoon. He registered laughing and clapping faces before he was dropped on the rough beach. He stood up and tried to brush off the White River pulverisation clinging to every inch of his body.

"Don ‘ t you have anything to say for yourself ?"

Harry turned and looked up into the cheek of Mrs bones. Behind her Susan was looking at the reason, blushing furiously.

"Yeah…"Harry grinned and patted his pass."Did you see my hat anywhere in there ?"

"You little-"

"It ‘ s red, sort of like a literary pirate hat. It had a feather in it but that may have snow of or-"

"I ‘ ll get you !"Mrs bones lunged at him and Harry had to trip the light fantastic out of the way.

"Doris osseous tissue !"Dumbledore's voice rang out over the gang and Harry turned in clip to see him striding purposefully through the battalion of scholar. Mrs Bones stood straight care a child caught with Henry Sweet and Harry relaxed. The Headmaster walked closer and came to a block in front of the three of them."I am blue to put a check to this toy with spectacle but we will be needing our champion back."

Harry shot a smile at Susan before walking towards Dumbledore.

"And we will give him back after we are done."

Harry winced but kept walking.
*


The champions waited in a roped off domain while the justice deliberated. Harry winced and rubbed his ear, it really hurt. Trust his luck to have no injury during the task but get a twisted ear as soon as he hit land.

None of the champions spoke, Fleur kept rubbing a bandage on her arm and whispering under her breathing place. She sounded almost like she was praying. Krum was just staring straight ahead, moping at coming in last. And Malfoy ? Malfoy was odd… even though he'd reached shore less than a minute after Harry he looked downcast, his articulatio humeri hung limp and he kept shooting Harry glances full on… Sadness ? guilt trip ? Envy ? It was insufferable to tell.

Harry looked over at the judge but it looked like they were still stuck in weighing. The solely one he could hear was Karkaroff, who was yelling and gesturing at the ship, still anchored out in the lake. Mr Crouch had a record book unfold and was pointing to something, speaking quickly. Dumbledore stood to one position, occasionally commenting. Madam Maxim was sat to one side, apparently not paying attention. Perhaps they had already decided Fleur's mark.

Stealing a ship Harry ?

Harry closed his centre and tried to halt a giggle escaping his oral fissure. Pythea's representative in his read/write head was light and good humored, it sounded like she was only just stopping herself from laughing as well.

Was that the best you could do up with ?

"Pirating a ship."Harry thought, grinning."Why does everyone get that wrong ?"

You are harebrained Harry. In the best potential way.

"Thank you."Harry opened his eyes and tried to pick her out of the bunch but he couldn't find her."Where are you ?"

Getting ready to leave. Pythea's phonation took on a mournful whole step. I've been invited to a dinner in John Griffith Chaney tonight and we'll be leaving after that. I'm afraid I won't get another prospect to see you. I'm sorry Harry, I can't get out of it.

"It ‘ s fine Thea."Harry nodded."I understand. So this is goodbye ? Until summer I mean."

Harry… Pythea trailed off, Harry could almost learn her sigh. Yes until summer.

"Is… is there something else ?"Harry asked warily.

I… I wish I could tell you Harry. Just keep the necklace on. Please…

"Ok, I understand."Harry smiled sadly."so long Thea."

au revoir Harry.

"Attention everyone !"Dumbledore said, his interpreter magically amplified. Harry was jerked out of his mind by the Headmasters voice and felt a niggling empty as Pythea's presence disappeared."We, the Book of Judges, have come to a decision."

Harry heard the solid student consistency go still.

"For Viktor Krum who used a partial transformation to great effect but unfortunately was ineffectual to free his surety, we award ten points."

Krum made no effort, he had obviously been expecting something like that.

"For Fleur Delacour demonstrating a dear bubblehead charm, and who retrieved her Hostage just a few moments past the time limit point, we award twenty points !"

Fleur nodded, smiling.

"There has been some… discussion over the following two marks."Dumbledore stopped and cleared his throat before continuing."Mr Malfoy ‘ s used a bubblehead charm and subsequent conjury to retrieve his hostage well within the clip boundary. Although he rode on Mr Potter ‘ s transportation for a short time we have been told that this was accidental and so should not count against him. We have awarded him thirty points !"

A small, green robed, portion of the crowd went wild with celebration.

"We have also discussed Mr ceramist ‘ s conduct."Dumbledore looked over and met Harry ‘ s eyes. It was inconceivable to state what the old man was thinking."Mr Potter brought his hostage back first, it is true. However, although Mr Crouch has informed us that Mr Potter ‘ s deportment was not strictly illegal, we have decided that it was grievous, irresponsible and not in keeping with the look of the competition. Therefore we have awarded him no stage !"

"Oh come on !"Harry heard someone outcry, another articulation booed and a moment later the cry was taken up across the unit gang ( except the Slytherins and the educatee of the other shoal ). Dumbledore put his hired hand out for quiet and people quieted down, there was still some angry muttering though.

"I am sorry."Fleur turned to Harry and smiled in pathos."I think zey were to ‘ arsh on you."

"I ‘ m just well-chosen to still be here."Harry grinned. Fleur looked confused."You know, instead of being arrested."

"Ah,"Fleur nodded and tossed her hair's-breadth."But zey would not put ze boy who lived in jail."

"Not permanently."Harry shrugged and turned."Well Malfoy that makes you the… Malfoy ?"Harry shape around but the blond haired boy was nowhere to be seen.

"Oh well."Harry shrugged and turned to the crowd."party in Gryffindor tugboat !"
*


On the way back to retrieve the Chimera with the marauders Harry stopped out of survey of the crowd and trotted down to the edge of the lake.

"Harry ?"Ron called out after him."What are you doing ?"Harry ignored him. As he reached the Waters edge he cupped his hands to his mouth and yelled,

"I beat you you stupid lake ! Yeah you, and everything you could throw at me ! I. BEAT. YOU !"Harry threw his arms in the air and laughed.
*


Harry juggled four empty butterbeer bottle in the middle of the laughing crowd in Gryffindor towboat. He flipped one behind his back and just managed to catch it on the end of his fingertips.

Either he was out of practice or he had had too many bottles himself. Or maybe it had been whatever the green poppycock the Weasley twins had brought was ?

"We need to a greater extent butterbeer !"Someone shouted near the back of the tower.

"No we don ‘ t !"Fred yelled back, unveiling another crate.

"plosive trying to take credit for the catering Fred,"Harry laughed."We all know it was Dobby."

"spoilsport !"

Harry spun the feeding bottle back down to ground and collapsed against the wall near a window. It was one of the few unoccupied situation in the entire towboat. Initially masses had questioned why Harry was celebrating having not scored at all. Harry then explained to them that although he had failed on the percentage point fron the had won on the unspeakable-awesomeness social movement and that was even better.

It seemed like all of Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw had squeezed into the tugboat along with the aborigine Gryffindors. The company had spilled up the column with hoi polloi lounging around in the bedroom and landings ( Endless fun was gained from letting the early bookman try to climb the staircase to the female child rooms ). Harry had even seen a radical of educatee sitting in one of the bathroom, playing some sort of forfeit biz that involved a lot of giggling, clapping and intermittent park slime. Probably a good thing they were in there come to recall of it.

"Great party Harry !"mortal yelled from across the room. Harry couldn't see who."Yeah heavy !"somebody closer shouted. Harry thought it might have been Cho. There was only one thing missing from this party that would own made it perfect.

That blond mortal had been dragged home by her ear so her female parent could give her a buttocks talking-to about her choice of boys.

Harry felt kind of bad about getting Susan in trouble. In retrospect he could consume handled the office with more delicacy, or any fineness. But it would probably brag over, even if not it was Susan he was dating, not her mother.

So it couldn't possibly be a problem.

Surprisingly when he had remarked on this to Hermione she had doubled over laughing.

"What ?"Harry had said, as his Quaker held her stomach in painfulness."What ?"

"zilch Harry. Nothing."Hermione had patted him on the shoulder, still chuckling."It ‘ s nice to bang that you ‘ re naive about some things."

Harry shrugged it away, it was probably a girl thing.

Speaking of which… Harry saw a soma sitting out by the nominal head of the school, a bod who looked like it had blond tomentum. Maybe her parents had let her come home base early ?

Harry pushed himself up and shouldered his way through the crowd towards the portraiture yap. He grabbed a few butter-beers on the way and fended off any questions about where he was going,

"Just to the bathroom."Harry grinned."The one up there ‘ s covered in slime."

Harry slipped out and closed the portrait firmly behind him before trotting away down the corridor. He effortlessly slid behind a statue as Filch ambled past before proceeding down to the entering Hall. The independent room access's were closed at this time of night so Harry left by a side door and skirted the edge of the palace until the briny threshold came into view. The name waiting there was not the one he had expected.

Malfoy was sat there, capitulum in his workforce and absolutely still about halfway up the stairs. For a moment Harry thought he might have been petrified before he saw the Slytherin change his substructure. Harry ghosted up silently until he was future to the former boy. Malfoy wasn't crying or anything, no raging quivering or despaired murmuring. He just seemed… numb.

"We got to bar get together like this."Harry's voice sounded especially tacky in the Night air and Malfoy's promontory jerked up. Harry could almost see the moment it took for Malfoy to put his usual scowl back in place, like a mask over everything.

"What are you doing here potter ?"He sneered, but it didn't have it's usual thrill. Even it felt muted.

"Saw you from the tower."Harry shrugged."sentiment you were Susan come back early."

Malfoy snorted and shook his head. But Harry saw him subtly angling himself so he was less visible from the tower.

"Why are you here then ?"Harry asked."I assume there ‘ s some sort of party in Slytherin ?"

"Isn ‘ t there a political party in Gryffindor ?"

"Avoiding the question."Harry grinned."Nice."

"Just go away Potter."Malfoy shook his head and sunk back down to the stair. Harry ignored him and dropped down onto the rump succeeding to him. A long moment passed in silence.

"Did Karkaroff give you any trouble about the ship ?"Malfoy said suddenly.

"fashioning me pay for the repairs."Harry shook his question."God knows how a good deal it ‘ ll co-"

"I ‘ ll peck with it."Malfoy cut him off."My beginner has mass for that kind of thing."

Harry took an appraising moment before the bulb clicked on in his head.

"Ah !"Harry smiled."I was wondering."

"Wondering what ?"

"Why the giant squid attacked us."Harry leant back and lay down on the footstep behind him."It ‘ s an antediluvian protector of Hogwarts, trained to only set on dark illusion. And I know I wasn ‘ t doing any morose magic…"

Malfoy bowed his head, but Harry could swan there was a paring of a smiling at the boundary of his lips.

"That eel matter you were riding when I first saw you ? That thing that dissolved into the deck ?"Harry guessed."I ‘ m thinking you don't want anyone to find traces of it whilst they ‘ re repairing the ship. Maybe get you kicked out of the competitor, at the very least."

After a consequence Malfoy started chuckling, just a wry lilliputian noise, but it was there.

"Very good Potter."Malfoy lay back on the footfall as well."I keep forgetting you ‘ re actually intelligent."

"Thank you, I think."Harry laughed."Butter-beer ?"Harry held out a bottle.

"Thank you."Malfoy took the feeding bottle and elegantly flicked the cap off with his scepter. Harry rolled his middle and took his off with his teeth. They drunk in secretiveness for a piece, the wind whistling through the Grass and about the towers of the old castle. Harry could even hear the echoing laughter from Gryffindor tug far above.

"So what is this ?"Harry broke the silence."Are we like friends now or something ?"

"We ‘ re drinking beer together."Malfoy stated flatly.

"Chums ? Buddies ?"

Malfoy rolled his eyes.

"Co-conspirators ? well-disposed challenger ?"Harry grinned."Agreed non-combatants ?"

"We are drinking beer together."Malfoy repeated."And you ‘ re talking too much."

"Emo git."

"Scarhead."

"Snake."

"Orphan."

"Peroxide."

"I looked that up you know."Malfoy commented, bringing down a strand of his hair to gaze at."I think I ‘ m more a platinum blonde."

"Always about money with you isn ‘ t it."

Malfoy shrugged and silence descended again.

"So…"Harry broached carefully."Are you gon na assure me why you were sitting out here in the first place ?"

Malfoy didn't result, just stared off into space.

"I mean there must have been a reason…"

"Why would I secern you."Malfoy said under his intimation, his old venom dripping from the words. Harry could see the masquerade pulling back into place.

"No reason… just… well something strikes me."Harry wondered if this was the right course to bring but kept going anyway."Your expert admirer are Crabbe and Goyle right ? Except they ‘ re not really the talking-to kind of friends. Actually they don ‘ t seem as much like champion as they do like… employees I guess. They work for you."

Malfoy remained tacit, staring out into the Scottish night.

"And I haven ‘ t seen you hanging around Pansy as a lot lately."Harry shrugged."effective choice on your parting that… And anyway even when you were together you didn't really seem to utter. She was more an decoration then a girlfriend I think. I don ‘ t know much about your Quidditch mates but none of them are in the Saame yr as you are they ? And I know you don't talk to anyone away Slytherin house."

Malfoy's grizzly optic bored into the swarthiness as Harry dryly dissected his life.

"And I haven ‘ t seen many owls coming to your bit of the breakfast tabular array other than your family ‘ s bird of Jove owl. You almost never write back. That old womanhood, Ellen Hayward ? You cared about her a lot I think, but she ‘ s gone now."Harry took a deep breath."So the thing is… the point is… the ground you should tell me what's bothering you, is that you don ‘ t really have anyone else to tell."

Malfoy stayed silent for a moment longer then wet his lips.

"Thank you Potter."His articulation broke a minuscule as he was speaking."That ‘ s made me feel much better."

"I didn ‘ t mean it to come out that that harsh."Harry shrugged apologetically.

"It was more the was you systematically stripped me of everything that connects me to humanity."

"That too."

Malfoy shook his head ruefully and downed the rest of his drink.

"I can ‘ t Tell you the reason."Malfoy shook his head."Not the main one anyway."

"Then… the minor one ?"Harry coaxed.

"You really want to get word ?"Malfoy asked, sounding confused.

"This may come as a shock to you blondie, but I don ‘ t hate you."Harry grinned."Anymore…"

"You hated me last year."

"I humiliated you shoemaker's last year."Harry smiled evilly."But I didn ‘ t hatred you. Ginny, now she hated you. And the year before we were practically bestest-buddies."

"I was your witnesser in a racist cult."

"As I said, buddies."Harry quipped ( mentally noting down the fact that Malfoy had referred to it as a racist cult )."Now either stop avoiding the enquiry or at least try and be less obvious about it."

"It ‘ s just…"Malfoy took a mystifying breath."My father hasn't written."

Harry waited for the end if the paragraph before realizing it had already passed.

"That ‘ s it ?"Harry asked incredulously."dada hasn ‘ t written ?"

"I came first in the project !"Malfoy said angrily."I ‘ m in initiatory place in the tournament. Surely he has something to say about that. He didn ‘ t write to me after the first task either."

"How about when you were chosen as superstar ?"

"He did write to me then,"Malfoy nodded."But it was strange, it was like he didn ‘ t know whether to felicitate me or not."

"Why do you care ?"Harry asked, confused.

"What do you intend ‘ why do I care ‘ ?"Malfoy looked outrage."He ‘ s my father."

"Oh, not my athletic field of expertise I guess."Harry shrugged."For me family is squarely divided between died-before-I-remember and treated-me-like-crap."Happy paused."I suppose it ‘ s possible that the one that died before I was born also treated me like crap… unconvincing though. Either way I don't have to handle what they think, or would have thought, about me."

"You don ‘ t feel any, I don ‘ t know… compulsion… to live up to their anticipation ?"Malfoy asked, seeming genuinely curious."None at all ?"

"Nope. Why do you reckon I never tried to get a line to fly ?"Harry shrugged."It ‘ s the top side to being orphaned."

"I envy you."Malfoy said, shaking his head.

"There are a couple of downsides as well."Harry replied dryly."You ‘ ll never have to get wind how to use newspaper as an insulator."

"You didn ‘ t have to run away from home."Malfoy murmured the comment so softly that Harry wasn ‘ t sure if he should respond.

"I chose to."Harry shrugged."I could have stayed I guess, but I ‘ d prefer to have my freedom."

"I see."Malfoy looked down into his empty bottle, rolling it idly between his fingers. Harry handed him a full one."Do you ever regret-"

"No."

"Right."

"Do you…"Harry took a deep breathing space."Do you ever regret not leaving ?"

"What makes you think I ‘ ve thought about it ?"Malfoy said evasively.

"Your line of questioning, your overall conduct, the fact that I ‘ ve met your father, the fact that you already said you envy me."Harry shrugged."oodles of things."

"You haven ‘ t been legilimizing me have you ?"Malfoy said angrily.

"You ‘ d know. You ‘ re better at occlumency than me."

"There are shellfish better at occlumency than you."

"Magical mollusks ?"

"No."

"Darn,"Harry grinned and shrugged."Oh well. Anyway, about your father not writing…"

"There ‘ s goose egg I can do I was just-"

"You ‘ ll just have to win."Harry said glibly. Malfoy turned to him in shock."Then he ‘ ll receive to pay attention."Malfoy stared at him, his eyes full. Harry just laughed. After a moment Malfoy started laughing too.
*


And it was with that that Harry and Malfoy became friend. There are some things you can't part and not become friends and your sucky sept biography is one of them.

It's not as spectacular as fighting a troll, but in the long run it's probably a more stable ground for a friendship.
*


"Errg…"Ron groaned, his head in his hands.

"Brother dearest, let me ask you something."Ginny said, making sure to add extra volume to the vowel."The twin are your Brother, they are your honest-to-god brothers. That means you have known them your entire life. So let me ask you… WHY THE perdition DID YOU crapulence THAT material THEY GAVE YOU ? !"

Ron's response was calculated and articulate.

"Errrg…. think ‘ m gon na drop up."

"At to the lowest degree Neville has an excuse."

Neville responded by shuddering and rolling onto the other side of his bed. Harry, who had only had a glass or two of the twins ‘ party mix'and so was in a more human being experimental condition chuckled a little.

"Ok I understand why you ‘ re not sick."Harry pointed at Ginny."You didn ‘ t drink any, neither did Hermione. But why aren ‘ t Padma and Parvati sick."

"Oh Hermione mixed us up an antidote."

"There ‘ s antidote ?"Ron whimpered."Why not produce for us ?"

"She ‘ s mixing up another batch for Neville and Harry now."Ginny smiled evilly."You on the other hand… Maybe you should think about apologizing before you start asking for favors."Ginny got up and left the room, chuckling under her breath.

"Ok,"Harry shared a glance with the bedridden Neville."Guess they haven ‘ t totally forgotten about the egg thing."

In the end Harry palmed his ampul of antidote and gave it to Ron. If he hadn't then the ease of the day would have got been very unpleasant. Ron did his best to sound ill so the others didn't pinch on. This might have worked if Ron was not a completely awing role player. It the end Harry just gave up and accepted that the day was going to suck. They had transfiguration anyway so it could never bear been good.

As Harry was slinking out of class miserably ( McGonnagall had dropped supererogatory preparation on him ) when he realized that someone had been missing from the lesson.

"Guys, where ‘ d Susan go ?"Harry asked the assemble marauders.

"Um… I heard her parents got permission to preserve her home for the week."Annapurna said evasively.

"Oh, hope she ‘ s back for the Hogsmeade weekend."Harry shrugged and turned towards their next object lesson. Behind him he heard Padma voicelessness,

"Is he really that forgetful ?"

"I think so."Her baby responded."In some ways he ‘ s worse than Ron."

"Not most ways though."

"Oh definitely not, but a few."

"I have quite goodness ears up here girls."Harry commented."So either rustling better or talk in code."

"Inkthaye heaye ancay derstandunaye isthaye ?"Parvarti whispered conspiratorially.

"Brilliant sister,"Padma rolled her eyes."Just brilliant."
*


Susan didn't materialize all week. Harry considered owling her but figured she probably wouldn't want to be bothered at her parents place. When the Hogsmeade week end finally rolled around Harry waited in the entrance hall for a while, but when she didn't appearance up he shrugged and left to fulfil up with the marauders.

As he neared the palace gate he casually disillusioned himself and slipped behind Filch, who was eyeing everyone going in and out evilly. He removed the enchantment as son as he was out of the caretakers sight, shocking two third eld Gryffindors..

"Can you not do that Harry !"Elizabeth snapped at him.

"Sorry,"Harry winked at her and genus Vanessa."But it ‘ s unspoilt than crossing the bloody lake."

"Why don ‘ t you steal another ship ?"Liz quipped back at him.

"Don ‘ t want to seem formulaic. Need to keep things fresh."

"You ‘ ve done the invisibleness matter before too."Vanessa pointed out.

"goodness point, I need some new material…"Harry tapped his chin thoughtfully."Know anywhere I can get a Hippogriff ?"

The two girls laughed and Harry shrugged, so long as it worked he ‘ d hold open using disillusionment. Except with mad eye moody. Harry walked the repose of the way into town with the piffling Slythi-Gryffs then split off as he spotted the marauders.

"Hey cat, anything happening ?"

"You probably shouldn't be here Harry."Hermione said sharply as Harry sauntered up."McGonagall's around town somewhere, and so are crouch, ma'am maxim and that former jurist, Ludo Bagman."

"damn,"Harry winced."That ‘ s a punishing group."

"That ‘ s what we thought."

"Well if I wear a disguise or something…. Wait, were those four together ?"

"Yeah."Ron answered, sounding confused."They all went into the Three broom handle together. Why ?"

"terzetto Triwizard Book of Judges and the de-facto administrator of Hogwarts meeting up ?"Harry winked."I wonder what they could be discussing."

"You gon na eavesdrop ?"Fred asked excitedly.

"We ‘ ll aid !"His twin chimed in happily.

"Harry no !"Hermione pleaded."You could ruin your chances in the tourney !"

"I ‘ m already last."Harry shrugged."What else can they do ?"

"chow you out."Padma suggested."Come on Harry, your use of ignoring school rules has expanded to let in ignoring both ministry laws and basic coarse sense. Lets just go back to Hogwarts."

"No."Harry shook his head."And anyway, since I ‘ m finis blank space I need to take a few risks or I ‘ ll never win."Harry turned to the Weasley Gemini the Twins."You mind scoping out the broomstick for me ?"

"No job Harry."Fred winked and a instant later he and his comrade disappeared.

Harry left the former vulture and waited outside the pub for Fred and George II to re-emerge. After a present moment they walked out, a little too nonchalantly.

"Guys, walk normally."Harry hissed."Unless you want everyone to sleep with something's screwy."

"Do not scold the masters."George put his helping hand to his chest in mock shock."We were doing this before you even learnt how to ride a pocket."

"No you weren ‘ t."Harry said flatly."Unless you were doing it before you were eight."

"You learnt to pickpocket at eight ?"Fred said, scandalized.

"septet. I ‘ m jr. than you remember."Harry said impatiently."Now what did you see in there ?"

"All four of them are at a table near the back."George said, pointing back towards the building and vaguely to the left hand. His Twin just kept shaking his head word and muttering ‘ seven ? ’."It's one of the private booths."

"Ok, clip to be old diddlysquat Shaky again."Harry rummaged in his bag and brought out his old man mask and raged cloak. After donning his disguise he shuffled across the street and entered the pub. As soon as he was in he picked out his patsy near the back of the room. Not wanting to arouse distrust he walked up to the counter and ordered a trash of vino. A drink not childish enough to take a leak him wait like a shaver but not potent enough to establish him seem like a child wearing a disguise to get alcohol.

With the Linosyris vulgaris drink in hand he walked creakily over to the next compartment over from the judges and sat down.

"-don't see where it zey av all gone."Madam Maxim was saying."Ze last sentence I was over take heed zey were everywhere."

"It ‘ s been a much wetter summer than usual."McGonnagall said."That may give birth cut down their numbers. peak blooming later and so forth."

"Perhaps."

"It may also be the habitats."Mr Crouch said knowingly."Encroachment by the muggles. Their habitat gets destroyed and they can't go anywhere. They don ‘ t like to cross forest you know."

"Really ? I would have thought they did it naturally ?"McGonnagall asked.

"Oh no they don ‘ t like to get over lifelike barriers, they only like open blank space. Only a few metal money actually live in the woods."

Were they talking about butterfly stroke or something ? Harry shook his headspring, this was the most boring conversation he'd ever eavesdropped on.

"Not like acromantula then ?"Bagman joked.

"No nothing like them."Crouch replied humorlessly."Acromantula will live in any area with a sufficient food germ provided they can see a place out of the sun to sleep during the day."

"It… It was a jocularity Barty."

"Oh… I see."

The four fell silent and Harry mentally labeled Barty Crouch as ‘ the conversation killer whale ’. Harry took a sip of his drink and grimaced, did the great unwashed wassail this for pleasance ? Harry slumped down on his seat as the four adults in the next compartment began discussing some philosophy book.

"Well, can ‘ t always overhear undecomposed stuff."Harry thought realistically."Sometimes people just talk about garbage."

Harry figured it was safer to waitress for them to leave first so he waited, wisely not drinking any more of the acid swallow in front of him. After an hour or so of boring grownup discussion he heard them get up and get to move off.

"time lag a moment Crouch."A new voice cut in."Want a parole with you."

Helen Wills Moody ?

"What is it Alastor ?"McGonagall asked pointedly.

"Just a little personal topic Minerva."Moody said easily."See you back up at the castle."Harry saw the two cleaning woman and Bagman leaving.

"Did you look into it ?"Moody asked bluntly.

"I fail to see what ‘ s so concern in-"

"You don ‘ t need to. Did you find anything ?"

"The department of magical transportation hasn ‘ t reported any unscheduled portkeys in Dorset."

"That ‘ s all you did ?"Helen Newington Wills said scathingly."Looked through a few old paper ?"

"Look Moody, this is your obsession."Barty Crouch said smoothly."We're busy enough at the ministry with Fudge's transgressions and Dumbledore causing trouble. I looked into it as a favor but there ‘ s zero there. Just a normal, tragic, act of an old woman who wanted to die before her judgment went."

"Did anyone do an autopsy ?"

"Moody…"

"Did they ?"Moody pressed.

"The coroner examined her at the scene."Crouch said wearily."Standard cause-of-death detective work spells revealed-"

"Nothing."Moody cut in."Because they can ‘ t tell a slaying from a suicide."

"Moody naught can tell that."Crouch said in exasperation."If you drink poison yourself it has the same effect as if someone doses you with it. No one can detect the difference."

"Anyone check her potion devising equipment ?"

"Yes, it had shadow of the potion that killed her on it."Crouch stood suddenly."Sorry Alastor I looked into this as a party favor, but there ‘ s nothing wary. Nothing to investigate, this is just an old lady who made a mistake."

"Why are you so sure ?"Moody said, his voice going low."Was a fourth dimension when even a hint of distasteful play would have had you at it like a sleuthhound, but not now. You know something."

There was silence for a moment, then Harry heard a chair scratch as Mr Crouch sat back down. When he began talking again it was at a whisper that Harry had to strain to hear.

"They found a note."

"suicide billet ?"Helen Wills Moody asked keenly."Could have been forged."

"They tested it. It was written by her, with her own unloose will."Harry frowned, he hadn't realized it was possible to test for that, but since Moody seemed to accept it it must be dependable. Crouch continued,"Obviously they wanted to keep it under wraps."

"But everyone knows it ‘ s a suicide."Helen Wills sounded untrusting."Everyone with an ounce of wit anyway."

"It wasn ‘ t the act itself,"Crouch whispered lower."It was the message of the note of hand. The reason she did it."

"Eh ?"

"She killed herself to be with… with…"Crouch took a mysterious breath, as if just giving voice to this was strenuous."… with person named Mark Lanka, he was her housekeeper until about a yr ago. She died to be with the man she loved."

"Tragic,"Moody said dryly."But it doesn ‘ t explain any-"

"It does if you take into account the fact that scar Lanka was a registered squib."Crouch explained in a quiet whisper.

"Oh… Oh I see."There was the creak of a electric chair as Moody tilt back."And in an old established pure blood family…"

"That sort of behaviour would be deeply shocking. Especially considering how prise she was."Crouch sighed."It was decided that it was better hidden. She didn ‘ t deserve to have this stain on her name."

"Right,"Helen Wills Moody growled."It was all for her benefit."

"In any case."Crouch stood again and pushed his chair in."The face is closed, please don ‘ t discuss this with anyone."Harry heard him entrust the pub. A few moment later…

"Heard all that Potter ?"Helen Wills said from the early cubicle. Harry grinned.

"Was it really that big a lot ?"Harry asked.

"To them that care it would be."Harry could almost see Moody shrugging on the other side of the partitioning."And the suicide makes it worse."

"I see. Guess that solves it then."Harry took another sip of the bitter wine-colored."Assuming Mr Crouch is telling the truth."

"Oh I think he is."Helen Wills said begrudgingly.

"You trust him ?"Harry asked, shocked.

"I trust him to be him."Moody growled."If there was so much as a suggestion that glowering magic was involved Barty Crouch wouldn't just take the air away."

"Doesn ‘ t he work in some numb end office…"Harry scratched his chief, trying to commemorate."International magic co-operation ? Odd post for a drab virtuoso hunter."

"Didn ‘ t used to be. Used to be an auror, like me. Then a senior auror, like me. Then a department head, which I ‘ m happy to say is unlike me."Helen Wills sighed sadly."He was a hooligan nut but he did what he had to do in those times."

"What went wrong ?"

"Ended up arresting his son."A gluging phone came from the other face of the partition, like Moody had just drained his mug."Barty Crouch Jr, and don ‘ t think the papers didn ‘ t have a playing area day with that. ‘ scrunch sentences Crouch ’, ‘ Set a Crouch to arrest a Crouch ’, lots of ammunition for those hacks."

"Hilarious."Harry commented dryly.

"Anyway, he never quite recovered from the fallout. But he keeps his ear to the land and a lot of people in the ministry respect him. In any vitrine, I think this case is closed."

"surmisal so."Harry sighed."Sorry I wasted your time Professor."

"That's alright, you weren't to know. And besides, maintain me young."

"Say,"Harry suddenly remembered something."He said Dumbledore was causing difficulty at the ministry. You know what that ‘ s about ?"

"Dumbledore has it in his head that you-know-who is on the way back."Moody's voice was so flat it was impossible to observe what he thought about it.

"Haven ‘ t seen anything in the Prophet."

"Rita Skeeter ‘ s death neutered them. They haven ‘ t even been gouging Fudge that hard over all his jailer ups."

"Big thing to neglect though…"

"The ministry ‘ s hushing it up."Moody snorted."The constituent of the ministry that are still functioning anyway. Don't know where Dumbledore got the approximation though…"

Snape's dark mark…

"I ‘ m indisputable Dumbledore has his sources."

"Such as ?"

"Sources we mere soul can not tap."

"And yet you clearly know."Helen Wills Moody chuckled."That ‘ s what I like about you Harry, you make things interesting. Ever need any more help, just ask."

Moody got up and left, his wooden leg clomping against the wooden floor.

Harry sighed and took another sip of his crapulence, grimacing in the process. He felt kind of bloated from the excess of exhibition. Harry shrugged and got up to leave when he saw a trash of paper on the floor, under the table.

Harry leant down, careful to act like he was creaky and old, and picked it up. He began unfolding it and marveled at how it just kept unfolding, over and over until it was the size of a poster. On it was drawn some complicated labyrinth formula, passages intersecting and turning and ending in subterfuge alleys. There was an open air quad in the eye and various other clear billet around as well. The map had piddling anotations everywhere that Harry had to squint to read…

"Sphinx… quicksand… devil snare… ?"Harry read a few more of them then folded the thing back down and satiate it in his bag. It obviously wasn't connected to the case.

After leaving the pub and shedding his disguise Harry went back to the castle ( disillusioning himself again to squeak past Filch ). As he was crossing the entrance hall he spotted person in one of the face corridors. He trotted up to the figure, who stopped and turned as he drew near.

"You missed Hogsmeade."

"Mum kept me home."Susan said, not meeting his eyes.

"Was she pissed at you ?"

"Yes Harry,"Susan turned in irritation."She was pissed. She yelled, she screamed, she was pissed. Now go away."

"Well don't take it out on me."Harry quirked an eyebrow."I didn ‘ t yell at you."

"Harry… just please go away."Susan shook her read/write head."She says I can ‘ t see you anymore."

"And you ‘ re gon na take heed to her ?"

"Harry please just go."Susan turned and walked down the corridor. Harry followed confused.

"I don ‘ t get it."Harry hurried to keep up with the scurrying Susan bone."I like you, I got the impression you liked me."

"It ‘ s not that…"

"If it ‘ s not that then what else is there ?"Harry slid in front of her and brought her to a stop with his bridge player on her berm."seminal fluid on Bones, be a piddling bit LE Hufflepuff and a little more marauder."

"The marauder aren ‘ t a house."Susan murmured, still not meeting his gaze.

"Oh yes they are,"Harry winked."The hidden house, the house that never gets point because we have no rules. Come over to my side Susan, it ‘ s more fun over here. let go for a walk, down by the lake."

"I ‘ ve got an essay due…"

"Did you not listen to a watchword I said ?"Harry put a hand under her chin and tilted her straits up to meet his center."Come on… do you really want me to take the air away ?"

Harry leant in and kissed her lightly and lingeringly. Or at least that was what he tried for, he wasn't exactly an expert.

"Harry please…"Or maybe he was…"Wait… have you been drinking wine ?"Harry shut her up by kissing her again, this time harder. About halfway through she started kissing back. Harry lean back, they were against a wall. Had he pushed them against a wall ? He certainly didn't remember doing that.

"Oh Harry."Susan was blushing tomato red."My mums gon na stamp out me."

"That ‘ s if she ever finds out."Harry snaked an arm around Susan's shoulders."Lets take a walk."
*


"Harry where were you ?"Hermione asked.

"Hogsmeade, remember ?"

"Why do you take in lipstick on your shirt collar ?"

"Um… ran into a gang of… magic… kissing… flowers ? They exist rectify ?"

"No."

"Oh."Harry shrugged and grinned evilly."dead reckoning I must have been snogging someone then."
*


Despite being in last place in the tournament the watch weeks were some of the best in Harry's computer memory, and they didn't even ask pranking anyone ! He had the marauder, pacification and friendship with Malfoy and a lady friend. Susan was still occasionally struck with tear of jitteriness, thinking that her mother would somehow get out about their continued family relationship ( despite the fact that Harry had already taken care of this by ordering Digger to intercept any post sent from a Hogwarts professor to Doris Bones ). But former than that it was perfect.

The marauders often ended the day by lounging around outside on the Gunter Wilhelm Grass outside talking or doing prep. And because they were there set of other Gryffindors came too, and usually Susan brought her Hufflepuff champion. Before longsighted the after-class-outside-lounge became a fixture for to the highest degree of the schooling. Luckily the marauders took enough different stratum that they could always bag a place before it got too crowded.

One good afternoon when Harry was on the verge of falling asleep there on the Gunter Wilhelm Grass, with Susan lying across him, her head pillowed on his arm, a darkness fell across them.

"Harry wake up."

Harry's eyes flickered open and he saw Malfoy standing over him.

"You ‘ re ruining my beauty sleep."Harry complained.

"Then I ‘ m sorry because you really look like you need it."Malfoy quipped laconically.

"One of us has a girlfriend Malfoy, cue me which one of us that is ?"

"One of us knows what a comb is, remind me which one of us that is ?"

"Me, it's what honey comes in isn ‘ t it ?"Harry grinned."Anyway what is it ?"

"Judges want us."

"For what ?"

"I don ‘ t know, I don't take divination."Malfoy rolled his eyes.

"Ron does,"Harry glanced over at his admirer, who was doing some soothsaying homework at that moment."Look in the crystal formal. tell us what's happening."

"Don't be stupe Harry…"Ron said, eyeing Malfoy suspiciously."Wait…"He peered into the domain and blinked, surprised."Actually, it does look like there ‘ s something in there."

"Really ? What ?"Harry sat up, dislodging his girlfriend. Ron had never before actually seen something in the ball.

"It ‘ s variety of distorted…"Ron squinted and scratched his head."look kind of like a face…"

"Some sort of puppet ?"Neville guessed.

"Troll ? behemoth ?"Harry asked, interested.

"Don ‘ t know, ugly though. Huge red pip all over its face."Ron peered closer. Hermione's center suddenly widened and she began to giggle. A instant later Harry got it and slapped a hired man over his lip to stop himself laughing.

"Weird red hair too…"Ron continued, oblivious."Think it ‘ s some kind of behemoth ? Some of them have red hair."

"Not one word."Harry said to Malfoy holding a finger's breadth up."Not one word."

"Too sluttish anyway."Malfoy shrugged and stepped back as Harry stood. They were about to leave when Padma said,

"Hold on, what the perdition was that ?"

"What ?"Harry turned.

"That !"Padma pointed between Harry and Malfoy."You ‘ re not at each others throats ! You almost look alike acquaintance. Are you on some sort of drugs ?"

"No."Harry shook his pass."That would indispose me from the tournament."

"It ‘ s not like they ‘ d check."Malfoy pointed out.

"You never know."Harry shrugged."I can just see that crouch guy running at me waving a plastic cup."

"I wonder if that ‘ s the third base task."Malfoy half smiled.

"A weewee test ? Kind of anticlimactic."

"Not if it's in front of the whole school."

"Oh.. True."Harry shrugged."But at least it ‘ d truly put rumors of Harriet Potter to rest."

"Also… Fleur."

"Cad."

"STOP !"Padma yelled in aggravation."You ‘ re doing it again !"All the marauders were now staring at Harry and Malfoy.

"It ‘ s ok."Harry shrugged."Long story short I decided that we should have a armistice. Since we ‘ re both in the same boat over the tournament and all."

"But, he ‘ s Malfoy !"Ron said, disbelieving.

"It ‘ s Ok."Harry explained."You don ‘ t have to stop hating him just because I did."

"I ‘ m certainly not going to stop hating you."Malfoy chimed in.

"You ‘ re not helping."Harry said, exasperated.

"I ‘ m not trying to."Malfoy shrugged."The judges want us by the Quidditch pitch."Malfoy turned and walked, unconcerned, towards the pitch.

Harry turned back to the offend marauders.

"Sorry hombre, I know this kind of blindsided you."Harry spread his hands apologetically."But we kept getting stuck together, the firedrake, the boat, Bournemouth…"

"Malfoy was there ?"Ginny interrupted.

"Oh yeah, I didn ‘ t Tell you that."Harry cursed himself silently."Yeah he was there, the woman was an old protagonist of his."

"The blond hair…"Hermione said, thoughtfully."It was his wasn ‘ t it."

"Yep."Harry nodded."Had to snatch it from the aurors."

"But Harry, he ‘ s Malfoy !"Ron started again, seemingly stuck in a loop."Malfoy, you know Draco Mal-"

"He ‘ s not all bad."Harry shrugged."After all, he ‘ s been my informant since irregular year."

"What !"The marauders yelled, almost in unison.

"Did you think I just somehow guessed where The Called would be meeting ?"Harry grinned."You hombre are so naive."

Harry winked and turned away from the seven shocked faces. Still, grinning Harry wandered over to the Quidditch pitch. As soon as he got near it he realized something was wrong.

"Now I don ‘ t maneuver Quidditch…"Harry said as he got nearer."But I ‘ m fairly sure it ‘ s not meant to look like that."

"Very droll Mr Potter."Barty Crouch commented as Harry joined the other champions."But in all seriousness, these hedge are your thirdly task."

"The third undertaking is topiary ?"

"No Mr Potter."Crouch said, tolerantly."It is a maze."

Oh bugger, Harry's stomach lurched.

"A maze with the triwizard cup in the center."

His bag, with the scrap of paper he had picked up at the three broom handle still in it, suddenly felt very grueling and hot.

"And with many challenges to overcome."

Harry listened with half an ear to the eternal rest of the evaluator's account. He suddenly found himself with a choice to make, a moral choice.

"Bugger."Harry groaned inwardly."I hate those."



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Harry sat and stared at the fiddling folder piece of composition on the mesa as if the response would just come floating out of it. He had clambered into an unused attic over the library to remember things over, but unfortunately was coming up blank.

"It ‘ s not like you saw that much."office of Harry's brain kept saying in a wheedling voice."You couldn ‘ t go straight to the cup."

"But you remember stack of the challenges on the way."Another component of his brain said, sounding a bit like Neville.

Prison-circle, sphinx, mist mirage, acromantula, devilsnare, tiger-trap, manic mushrooms-

Harry shook his head to clear the Litany before it went too far. This was only making matter worse, he was actually remembering Sir Thomas More matter the longer he thought about it.

"You could go to the judges."A Hermione shaped brain cell said."Just tell them what happened honestly, it was just a error after all."

"Yeah, how would that go…"Harry rolled his eyes."You see I was eavesdropping on you and I found this bit of paper…"Harry shook his head.

He could share it with the other champions… look at the map in its entirety and move over copies to the Fleur, Viktor and Malfoy. But that ran into the problem of virtually ensuring that he'd miss the task. Ten transactions head set out isn't that much when you're going into a maze screen, but when you know the way ? Harry shook his head, Malfoy or Fleur would have the cup in their hands before he even got through the front door.

That was the interrogation wasn't it, Goldilocks style…

He wasn't against cheating a lilliputian ( using the marauders for enquiry, overhearing about the dragon ), but having a lineal map to the wind up argumentation was just too a great deal. That porridge was much too hot.

On the other hand he wasn't so obsessed with fairness that he'd just hand the cup to Beauxbattons. Fleur was nice, and he didn't mind some of the other girls, but there was no was he was letting that oversized bitch-queen Maxim have the satisfaction of winning. That porridge was far too cold.

And the one that was just right was…

"It doesn ‘ t exist."Harry slumped dejectedly."Because the bear cub had been killed by poachers and its gall vesica sold as medicine."

"I could just sunburn it now…"Harry thought suddenly."Accept that I have a fragile advantage in knowing what challenges are coming and burn the rest. I ‘ m last anyway, I deserve a helping hand."

Was that porridge just right ? Depends what function of his mental capacity he was trying to satisfy.

"Any more of this and my mental capacity will be porridge."Harry dropped his straits to the table and banged it repeatedly against the hardwood surface."I ‘ m no good at these questions."

Accept it, sometimes interrogation have no answer.

"Or no undecomposed one at least."Harry shook his mind."Screw it, Incendio !"Harry burnt the fight of sheepskin to ash."Close enough to fair. And I do deserve some help after Dumbledore stiffed me in the sec task."

"You ‘ re still cheating !"Hermione-brain admonished him.

"Put a metaphysical sock in it."Harry grumbled at her and stood up from his board."Sometimes very life isn ‘ t fair."

Harry turned and pushed afford the hidden room access he'd used to get into this topographic point before slinking off down the corridor with his hood up. It was way after curfew but Harry seldom worried about such affair, even Mrs Norris'ears couldn't picking up Harry when he was trying not to be heard.

Speak of the devil…

Harry skillfully slid into an alcove as the caretakers cat came into opinion around a corner. She was stalking, backside in the air and her headway close down to the floor. Moving in the high-speed-slinking fashion of a cat on a mission.

What was she hunting ? Not rats, the castling was uncontaminating of them. Harry disillusioned himself and began following the stalking felid. She seemed almost confused, she would slink for a few feet then block and whiff the air, occasionally batting at it with a paw, before slinking forward again.

Harry followed her cautiously. Was she tracking a scholarly person ? Who else but the piranha were out of bed at this kind of hour ?

Suddenly Harry froze, a dark sliver had just appeared in mid air above the scraggly cat. A moment later there was a flash bulb of red ignitor and she slumped to the primer. Harry tried to abide perfectly still as the stunned pussy was pushed behind a suit of armor by the invisible comportment. Harry saw the stern half of a kick, visible for a spilt second, then nothing. Not for the first meter Harry wished he had Moody's unreal eye.

The young marauder strained his ears and just caught the dinero of thrill on stone and followed at a bow. disenchantment was no relief for a avowedly invisibility cloak, if whoever it was looked back at the wrong moment they would spot him for sure. Harry tried to stay in the shadows as he furiously tried to make out up with a plan. He wished he could dribble back far enough to squall Vinca minor, but if he did that he'd fall back the intruder for sure.

Harry could almost see the tincture of the man he was following when he passed a torch in the wall. Not even an invisibleness cloak was double-dyed after all so Harry could cull out the BASIC shape. It did not bode well.

"Whoever this is they ‘ re a full grown adult."Harry cursed silently."Which means they ‘ re either a instructor, in which casing why stool pigeon around, or they ‘ re no supposed to be here. And their preparedness to anathemise a defenseless cat doesn ‘ t exactly speak to their character either."

The auditory sensation of pace stopped and Harry too came to a freeze, pressing himself up against the wall so as to be less visible. The man seemed to have got stopped outside one of the instructor quarters. Harry saw the wand appear a second time and a moment later the door glowed a 10000 of different colouring, a rainbow in the glum corridor. The spell was quickly canceled and the wand withdrawn. The man sounded like he was sitting down to consider the problem.

Harry however grinned impishly. He'd just remembered whose door this was. Only one teacher was paranoid enough to put that many locking spells on their door. Harry slinked backwards quietly, it would take whoever-it-was a good tenacious time to get through that lot and even if he did Moody could take care of himself.

Harry took himself a few corridors away then tapped out a signal on the Oliver Stone base. After a moments waiting myrtle appeared through the floor.

"Something the matter Harry ?"She said, looking over his camouflaged self.

"Go to Dumbledore, quickly."Harry whispered."William Tell him someone is breaking into Helen Wills ‘ s rooms. mortal invisible."

Myrtle's heart widened and she darted away quickly. Harry turned and slowly made his way back to Helen Wills Moody's rooms.

When he returned Harry's fondness skipped a beat. The door was open !

Harry scrambled to his feet, heedless of the noise and dashed to the room access. He slid to the entrance just in time to find out the language,

"Avada Keda-"

"NO !"Harry yelled and threw himself forward. He struck something in the air and saw a wink of green brightness level. clock time went slow as Harry saw the bolt crawl through the air, rippling its sick green course towards the bed at the far end of the quarters. The alight lit Moody ‘ s look and Harry could make sworn he was the teachers eyes waver open before the thunderbolt struck nursing home and the room was plunged into iniquity again.

A moment later he hit the floor, the liquidator dropping beside him with a thump. Harry kicked wildly and felt his foundation hit flesh. He jumped to his animal foot and pulled his wand out of his jacket. But his aggressor was faster.

"Avada Kedavra !"

Harry dropped to the floor as the super acid bolt of lightning shot over his head. The vague figure aimed again, and this meter Harry had nowhere to go.

"Avada Kedavra !"

"Accio !"Harry yelled desperately, pointing at a side table. It flew towards him and caught the Green turn in mid air, showering Harry in huge splinters."Depulso !"Harry waved at the wooden sherd and they shot away from him like shrapnel.

Harry heard his opposition scream as one of the sliver stuck in mid air. Harry threw himself at the floor beneath it and felt himself hit leg. The invisible enemy tumbled to the floor again as Harry staggered to his feet.

"Lumos !"

Harry was caught off guard and the charm hit him like a flash lamp, blinding him and making him stumble back in surprisal. He heard running feet and took off in pursuit, fending himself off the suddenly blurry doorway and dashing off down the corridor after his quarry. Harry flicked his wand up to his pharynx as he ran.

"Sonorous !"Harry amplified his vocalism and yelled,"murder ! murder in the castle !"

Harry had to dodge as a deadbolt of red light flashed down the passage ahead of him.

"Offucia !"Harry jabbed his wand forward and a stream of deep red paint sprayed across the corridor. A blot of it hit in mid air. Harry grinned and aimed again."Ferio !"The bludgeoning curse word flew confessedly and Harry saw the multi-colour frame lifted off the floor and hurled into the wall. Harry threw two Thomas More into the prone figure as he approached. Harry spotted the serviceman wand on the story and kicked it away from him.

"Now let ‘ s see your ugly face you bastard."Harry panted, out of breathing spell."Come on off with it !"

The figure didn't move, perhaps he'd knocked him out ?

"Accio cloak !"Harry flicked his wand and the cloak shot up. It sprang into Harry ‘ s custody, knocking his baton to the side.

"Effodio !"

Harry was thrown to the floor as the piece hit him, sliding across the gem in a daze of pain. Through the red mist he heard a sinister chuckle. The cloak was pulled from his suddenly powerless digit. Harry tried to turn his head to see his assailant but a rough hand pushed him back down into the flooring.

Harry tried vainly to fight himself to his feet at the murdered turned and hurried away but the storey seemed to be strangely sleek. Harry brought a hand up and faintly registered red. The paint that he had thrown or blood ? Harry tried to pore on the level in front line of him and saw something slimy lying on the reason next to him. Long, coiled and bulging like a snake that had just eaten a pack of rats. Harry traced it back and almost passed out when he saw where it was coming from.

It was flopping out from a gawp trap in his abdomen. The slimy affair was his own intestines.

The pain hit Harry again, harder then before. It was as if, now that he knew he was cut open, his idea was finally registering the injury. His hands moved involuntarily, pulling the fleshy curl towards him, his body vainly trying to fix what his mental capacity knew was a killing wound.

"Mr Pot… Oh Harry !"

Behind a mist of red Harry saw professor McGonagall's face come into horizon. Her usually stern brass was contorted with fearfulness and shock.

"Effercio."McGonagall waved her verge over him and Harry felt his guts reel themselves back in like a hose. Harry looked down and couldn't stop himself from vomiting at the smiler of his entrails slipping in through his skin.

A moment later it was over and the injury closed up, showing up only as a raw red argument on his skin.

"Who used an entrail expelling curse on you Potter ?"McGonagall asked, her shock still evident in her vocalism."And what is all this about murder ?"

"Dumbledore."Harry panted, pained."Get me to Dumbledore."

"For once you are talking sense."Harry felt himself lifted up off the floor then set back down on a stretcher that the Professor must possess conjured right there and then. The stretcher itself was lifted then and Harry saw the paries around him commence to move. Harry tried to shift position but as soon as did a fishgig of painful sensation hit him in the stomach.

"Do not try to move Harry. Please."He heard McGonagall's concerned articulation from behind him."The counter-curse only puts you back together, it doesn ‘ t reverse all the wrong that was done along the way."

Harry lay obediently still as they moved through the darken corridors. Harry wasn't sure how much longer it took but eventually they stopped and he felt a shadow fall over him. Harry pulled his fountainhead up enough to look around and found that they were outside the infirmary wing, Dumbledore was standing over him solemnly in a purplish dressing gown. Behind him the three remaining brain of House were standing, looking his way. Off at the edge of the lamplight Harry could see the Triwizard Judges. Sir Hiram Stevens Maxim towering up into the fantasm of the cap, Karkaroff with the Angle of his look stark in the candlelight and Crouch standing silently beside. Harry turned back to Dumbledore.

"I lost him."Harry said through a raw throat.

"Harry…"

"I followed him for eld but I…"Harry coughed heavily into his deal. When he could speak again he continued."I screwed up, made a stupid person mistake. I let him get away."

"Harry you can not be held responsible."Dumbledore shook his head."I should sustain come to your aid instead of going to Professor Helen Wills Moody first. I should bear known you would chase after the intruder."

"Moody…"Harry felt his heart pearl into his boots."That's my fault too. I thought it would be alright to leave for a few consequence. To return you a signaling. It's my demerit he ‘ s dead."

"Ah,"Dumbledore broke into a grinning."I think I have some just news for you Harry. professor Moody is not dead."

"Wha…"Harry shook his head in confusion."But it was the killing curse !"

"As near as lady Pomfrey can tell either the castor had no experience with Unforgivables or he was ineffective to complete the spell."

"I hit him."Harry cast his thinker back."Before he could finish."

"Well there it is then."Dumbledore patted him on the shoulder."You almost certainly saved his life."

"Wait…"Harry's eyes widened."Map ! Your map ! If you look it-"

"My opinion exactly Harry. And my faulting as well,"Dumbledore shook his head."I waited to make sure prof Moody was alive before checking the map and by that time whoever it was must already get left."

"No,"Harry shook his head."A followed him ages and I must have hurt ‘ im. He couldn ‘ t have left that quickly."

"The fact that our foe knows of the universe of the map may explain that."Snape said, detaching himself from the shadows. Dumbledore shot his potions master a surprisingly angry flavor. Perhaps this was a fact that Dumbledore did not want Harry to become cognisant of. Snape continued, quiet."Maybe the shadow lord has found a way to beleaguer it."

"We do not know that Voldemort is directly involved Severus."

"We do not make out that he is not."Snape crooked an eyebrow.

"Perhaps."Dumbledore conceded."But in any face he can not outsmart the map. There are very few things I am confident in the infallibility of, but one of them is the mar-… the map."

What had that been ? Harry wondered. That little pause before ‘ the map ’.

"Then an illegal portkey perhaps ?"Snape was saying.

"Could ask Mr Crouch to seem into it."Harry suggested."What with his ministry cont-"

"Thank you Harry,"Dumbledore cut him off."I will consider it."

"Had any luck with the ministry yourself ?"Harry asked pointedly, mainly to see the look on Dumbledore's boldness. He was not disappointed.

"How did you… ?"

"Persuading them he ‘ s on the way back I mean."

"I… I do not know how you have heard of that Harry."Dumbledore said, he sounded like he was keeping some deep anger in deterrent."But it is none of your concern. Right now you need to be seen by dame Pomfrey."

"But-"

"This is not a discussion Harry."Dumbledore flicked his scepter and the copestone began moving.

As he floated into the infirmary wing the utmost matter he heard was Snape turning to Dumbledore and saying,

"Now do you mean we should warn the order ?"

Dumbledore's response was too quiet to pick up but his nod said enough.
*


"Potter."

Hm…

"Oy thrower !"

Sleepy…

"aftermath up !"

pillock Hospital. Harry cracked his lid open and saw Helen Wills staring at him from the next bed over.

"I ‘ m up."Harry rubbed the sleep out of his oculus."What is it ?"

"Sloppy ceramist, very sloppy."Dwight Lyman Moody shook his head."You let him get away."

"Sorry,"Harry hung his nous."I made a lot of mistakes last night."

"lean ‘ em."

"What ?"

"You heard me ceramist, list ‘ em."Moody lay back on his hospital bed.

"Well…"Harry thought back."I thought it would take up longer for whoever it was to fall apart through your door."

"Underestimating your opponent."Moody shook his head."pillock, first mistake."

"He tricked me with a Lumos charm, blinded me."Harry continued.

"Inattentive. Unprepared."

"And I made the stupid mistake of getting my manus tangled when I summoned his cloak to me."

"Clumsy."Helen Newington Wills tisked."Wouldn ‘ t have thought that of you Harry."

"You're powerful, I was hurt but that's no excuse."Harry shook his head and frowned."I kicked his wand away but he must birth had a spare."

"Always assume they have a spare."Helen Newington Wills said sternly."Accio verge or Expelliarmus. Use them whether you think he ‘ s got a sceptre or not."

"rightfulness, I shoulda known that."

"constant quantity vigilance."Moody said harshly."You can never be too careful."

"constant quantity vigilance."Harry repeated."I know, and I ‘ m sorry I got you involved in this."

"You assume this has something to do with you ?"Dwight Lyman Moody said, a little chuckle in his voice."I had enemies before I met you."

"How many have invisibleness cloaks."

"More than one."Helen Wills said pointedly."And More that have the funds to get one if they needed it."

"I thought they were rare."

"They are Potter."Moody grinned."I just tend to make expensive foeman. One of the risks of the job."

"Ok,"Harry closed his eyes."How many of them are about six foundation magniloquent, penny-pinching and bony with dark brown haircloth who fights smart and has experience with espionage and breaking through wards."

"Brown University tomentum ?"

"Think I saw a flash of it when the cloak came off."

"Doesn ‘ t bastardly much. Could deliver colored it."

"Why disguise yourself then wear an invisibleness cloak ?"

"True."Moody frowned thoughtfully."Still doesn ‘ t mean he ‘ s connected."

"Still, bit of a coincidence."

"Oh don ‘ t think I ‘ m dismissing it."Moody shook his foreland."Not for a moment."Helen Newington Wills tried to campaign himself up on his hands then winced in pain in the neck and settled back down.

"Still feeling a trivial unchurch Professor ?"

"I ‘ ll be fine."Moody grunted."I ‘ ve had regretful. Least the killing curse doesn ‘ t scar."

"Um…"

"Not for to the highest degree of us."Moody laughed, then broke into a loud, wet coughing."Maybe I will be out of commission for a while."

"That means we ‘ ll have Snape again."Harry sighed."And well… He ‘ s not so bad any more."

"He ‘ s tall, and has dark hair."Helen Wills pointed out suspiciously.

"I ‘ d know his voice."Harry dismissed the accusation with a wave of his handwriting."Besides he ‘ s not evil."

"invariable vig-"

"Not evil. Used to be evil, not immorality now."Harry held a finger up."Besides, he ‘ s had all twelvemonth to try and defeat you. Why now ? And why with magical spell in the midsection of the night when he ‘ s had access to your food for thought all year."

"Good point. But I still don ‘ t trust him."

"You don ‘ t have to,"Harry shrugged."Just accept that I do."

There was silence for a moment as Helen Newington Wills regarded Harry pointedly.

"What ?"

"zip Potter."Moody lay back, an amused smiling on his cheek."Just reminded me of someone is all."

Harry shrugged and leant back too. He had plenty puzzles without trying to function out what that meant.



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Harry was let out of the hospital wing a few Day later with orderliness to select it easy and only eat fluid food for a week or two until his insides settled down. Harry was alright with this except that the occasional stabs of pain from his midriff rather got in the way of him training for the third project. Harry adopted the dome above the library as his own and sealed the room access with the password cheating scumbag so he and the marauders could own a private property to train.

Harry gutted the room as efficiently as he himself had been gutted to leave a large dueling space in the middle. While his gang searched the library for anything remotely useful Harry practiced anything they found against the twins or against the damp bookshelves they had found up there. Harry accepted that he would never be an awesome duelist but at least he could aim for competent. It did eat into the sentence he could pass with Susan but unfortunately it was inevitable.

Given that Harry had totally ignored Madam Pomfrey's advice to take it well-to-do it was perhaps also inevitable that he would end up back in the hospital wing after throwing up bloody vomit.

"Mr ceramist you idiotic…"Pomfrey spluttered incoherently as she dosed him with various potions."In all my years… never… so pillock ! Not even your father with all his pranks was in here so very much. At to the lowest degree he seemed to understand that the human body has certain limitations ! You can not just keep heaping abuse on it and expect it to go along working properly !"

"At least I'm giving you a challenge."Harry grinned.

"A challenge ? More like a shot !"

Harry was once again discharged a few Clarence Shepard Day Jr. before the third labor, finally fully tidy. Of track not everyone treated him as such.

"You sure you ‘ re alright Harry ?"Ron repeated for about the billionth time as they walked to lunch.

"No Ron,"Harry rolled his eyes."I ‘ ve miraculously had a relapse during the last twenty seconds."

"Harry you throwing up blood."Padma pointed out."You don ‘ t just bounce back from that."

"I ‘ m not bouncing."Harry shrugged."Or bounding, or any other b-words. I ‘ m just eating lunch."

"You ‘ re boring."Harry turned to see Malfoy standing behind him."That ‘ s a b-word."

"I ‘ m many things Malfoy."Harry responded sardonically."But boring isn ‘ t one of them."

'' Is bastard ? ``

"Anything in item bothering you Malfoy,"Harry asked."Or did you just come to insult me ?"

"Yes,"Malfoy grew serious again a moment later."Mind if I speak to you in private…"Malfoy jerked his promontory towards an empty classroom.

"This isn ‘ t going to be one of those good discussions is it."Harry hung his brain dejectedly.

"No I don ‘ t think so."

Harry sighed and followed the blonde Slytherin into the vacate classroom.

"meet you in Charms."Harry nodded to the worried looking marauder before closing the door and turning to his boyfriend champion.

"Anyone dead ?"Harry asked bluntly.

"Not yet."

"Ominous."

"You don ‘ t know the half of it."Malfoy shook his head."I finally got that letter from my father."

"I assume that ‘ s not the last of it."Harry sat down at a desk and braced for the worst.

"He told me to lose. Worse, he told me to realise indisputable you win."

Harry leant back against the desk and covered his font with his hands. Sometimes all this was too much.

"What exactly did he say ?"Harry rubbed his tabernacle."Or better yet give me the letter."

Malfoy handed over the missive. Harry flipped it open air and read the curt message within.

Draco

I know that you are to enter a tangle in the third job. You will make every effort to arrest the procession of Viktor Krum and Fleur Delacour. Use the tour I taught you if necessary. Do not worry about the consequences, I will protect you. Make sure the Potter boy wins the tournament. You do not have to empathise to obey.

There was no touch. Harry handed it back, resting his head on his arm.

"The spells I taught you ?"Harry asked tiredly.

"darkness magic."Malfoy answered, sounding just as worn out."He means don ‘ t be afraid to hurt them. ‘ You do not have to understand to obey.'”

"What does that entail ?"

"It was one of his favored affair to tell apart me when I was young."Malfoy shook his head word."It tended to end discussions."

"Why ?"

"Because it told me that he wanted the discussion to end."Malfoy snapped.

"spirit Malfoy I don ‘ t know what to do with this."Harry admitted."I ‘ ve already got enough on my plate."

"I know what that feels like."Malfoy sat down beside him and bowed his head, making his floppy blond hair drop down and shroud his nerve."I don ‘ t know what to do."

"What do you-"Harry jerked back in jolt."You ‘ re not thinking of listening to him are you ?"

"He ‘ s my Father !"

"He ‘ s a git who makes you miserable !"

"You don ‘ t understand."Malfoy snapped angrily."You just don ‘ t. Maybe if you had a father you ‘ d get it, but you don ‘ t so shut up !"

"If you ‘ re trying to get rid of me it won ‘ t work."Harry crossed his branch."Or at the very least you ‘ ll have to try harder."

"But you don ‘ t understand."Malfoy said more reasonably, but still with an edge of desperation in his spokesperson."I ‘ m sorry Harry but you just don't. This isn ‘ t about getting a flaming pat on the point. This is about kinsperson. It ‘ s about category honor."

"No, home laurels would be getting your name on that cup. syndicate honor would be seeing the headline ‘ Malfoy wins triwizard cup ’."Harry shifted closer."But forget about that, how about your own honor. Can you live with knowing you could take in won the triwizard tournament, but gave it up ? Can you live with that ?"

"The family is what ‘ s important."Malfoy shook his capitulum."Sometimes we have to do things we don ‘ t like. You don't have to understand-"

"You ‘ re like a parrot."Harry interrupted, changing weather sheet to go for a riskier plan."Aren ‘ t you tired of repeating his crap ?"

"You don ‘ t understand !"Malfoy yelled, pushing him back violently.

"Oh slap-up,"Harry scoffed."The cry the moody stripling. Nice to know you ‘ re like everybody else."

"jailer you Potter !"Malfoy stood angrily, his fists bunched at his side. Harry could see the syncope glistening lines of tears of his cheeks.

"You gon na cry about it."Harry slouched back, chuckling."Way to keep up the Malfoy honor."

"Shut up !"

"Is this what you did with that Ellen womanhood ? Cry into her apron ?"

"I told you to exclude up !"Malfoy drew his verge and held the shaking point to Harry's neck. Harry just laughed.

"Like you ‘ d actually do it."Harry rolled his eyes."You ‘ re too much of a coward to-"

"Praefoco !"

Harry was thrown backwards as the spell hit him and was left gulping for air as the curse closed his airway. From behind a daze of floating stain Harry saw Malfoy haunt off out the door. Harry managed to grab his sceptre and get out a strangled finite before collapsing on the floor and trying to replenish his lungs in large gasps.

"You deserved that."Harry looked around for the source of the noise. A moment later Myrtle floated slowly up through the flooring."You definitely deserved that."

"I know."Harry croaked out, managing a half smile."What are you doing here ?"

"The others sent me down because they were worried about you ?"myrtle put her hands on her insubstantial hips."You really were incredibly insensitive."

"All part of the plan."Harry winked.

"How so ? You don ‘ t even know what he ‘ s going to do."

"I know one matter he ‘ s not going to do."Harry grinned."There ‘ s no way he ‘ ll let me win now."
*


The day of the third task finally arrived. Harry got out of bed and dressed in a form of odd trance. mass said and did things around him, patting him on the back and speaking to him but it was almost as if the universe had become background randomness, though background to what he couldn't say.

His nous was… well not blank but certainly not thinking along formula product line. It was almost as if he was floating in a mist that blurred out his thoughts into the air. Instead of the Saratoga chip, semi-schizophrenic, boundary they usually had they were dim and cloudy. primitive, he decided, was the honorable word for them. A atavist to when human beings thought with feelings and pictures instead of words.

Also he was being introspective, he was never introspective.

"Are you sure you ‘ re alright Harry."somebody asked him. Harry had to contract quite hard to form out it was Neville.

"I ‘ m fine Nev."Harry nodded slowly."Just in a bit of an odd place veracious now."

"You look kind of… well remember shoemaker's last year when you kept skipping through time ?"

"I remember."Harry shook his read/write head."That ‘ s not this. consider me, I ‘ m fine."

As the other competitors went to the gravid Hall to meet their phratry Harry wandered back up to the garret over the program library and flicked through the same books he had been going through for the past few hebdomad. It was sort of pointless really, Hermione always said that last hour revision didn't stick in your creative thinker like it should. Not that she didn't do it anyway. Harry sat down on the bonkers floorboards with the script strewn around him and tried to commit his thoughts together.

He failed utterly.

"Enough."Harry growled at himself."Get your head together."

"Have you been moping up here all cockcrow ?"Harry's chief flicked up and he saw Susan castanets standing in the doorway.

"I have not been moping."Harry said, from his stance on the flooring."I have been studying."

"You never study."Susan smiled.

"I never study schoolwork."Harry grinned."My independent studys however are reasonably extensive."

Susan walked up to him with her hands behind her back coquettishly and sat down beside him. Harry flicked his book closed and shifted closer. He momentarily wished for a sonant floor.

"You know studying at the go mo rarely helps."

"You have something you ‘ d rather I be doing ?"

"Yes."
*


As it was Harry almost missed the task. It was only the auditory sensation of motion from the floors below that prompted Harry to push his girlfriend off him and scramble for his glasses. Rushing downstairs he managed to managed to blend into the bunch without looking too conspicuous.

"Nice hicky Harry !"

Damn.

Harry flicked his collar up and kept walking, throwing an evil glare at the snickering students. As he walked towards the stands he felt an ingredient of the old fuzziness slipping back into his mind. He shook it off, a unspoilt snoging session had been just what he needed to bring him back down to world. He noticed Malfoy making his way to the quidditch rake alongside an older blond woman. His female parent ? So his father hadn't turned up. Interesting.

Harry pushed his way through the crowds to where the early champions were waiting.

"wellspring this looks fun."Harry grinned up at the towering hedges.

Fleur shared a grin with him. Krum just grunted and stayed silent. Fleur's eyes flickered to his pinch and after a moment she laughed quietly. She drew her wand and beckoned him closer.

“'arry, lean down."Harry obliged and she tapped her sceptre on his cervix where the empurple bruise disappeared with a quick popping

"Use that one a lot ?"Harry teased.

"Any man who bruises my peel does not bear on it again."Fleur replied haughtily.

"I mean on other people."

"Oh,"Fleur winked cheekily."Then yes, quite often."Harry laughed.

Harry watched the branches of the tangle as the fat judge ( commercial traveller ? ) explained the rules. Harry listened with half an ear. The wind was picking up, making the hedges shift ominously. Harry closed his eyes and tried to mobilize everything he'd learnt over the past few weeks. Scratch that, over his entire life.

Harry heard a pennywhistle sound and felt the cause of the air as someone ran past him. It must have been Malfoy. Harry lowered himself to the ground, sitting mark legged on the grass.

Another whistle sounded. Fleur.

Prison-circle, sphinx, Humphrey DeForest Bogart, mist mirage, flagrante swearword, acromantula, devilsnare, tiger-trap, manic mushroom. Harry went through the list in his head along with the defending team against them.

Third whistle, Krum.

Harry lay back on the grass and blocked out the sound of the crowd. He was going to win, then he was going to assort out everything else. The crew was chanting, ‘"septet ! ”,"Six ! ”,"Five !"…

Harry breathed deep.

"Four !"

This wasn't so hard.

"Three !"

Ok it was intemperately, but it was doable.

"Two !"

On the other hand this Gunter Wilhelm Grass was pretty comfy.

"One !"

Oh well, here goes…

"Go !"

Harry shooting to his infantry and dashed directly into the darkness of the maze. The disturbance of the crowd was gone almost instantly and he was totally alone. Well, alone except for the Sphinx and acromantula and bogarts, but they weren't there yet. Harry drew his scepter and tapped his foot.

"Theseus."Harry said clearly. The sole of his shoe glowed. Harry dropped it back to the floor and saw it constitute a glowing red footprint."Point me."Harry held his wand flat and saw it spin to luff vaguely forwards.

Harry sent supplication of thanks to Zeus and Hermione before setting off at a run down the glowering handing over. He reached a conjugation, looked behind him to hold in that he was still leaving a track, then did the point me spell again and ran off down another passage.

He was moving so fast he almost didn't see the leaves covering a portion of the pathway. Harry skidded to a halt just before it, his boots scraping at the edge. Harry carefully lifted a modest branch and looked down into the dark pit underneath, it seemed like the can had been coated with something unenviable and goopy. love ? Nah… they wouldn't have filled the pit with honey, plus he would be able-bodied to smell it. Something like that though. Harry carefully replaced the offshoot incase another champion happened by and skirted around the outside before continuing on his way.

Another turn landed him on a farseeing straight stretch that went generally in the right direction. Harry followed it to the end then realized that he might have gone all the way past it. Harry cursed and holstered his sceptre before pushing his arms into the hedging and lifting himself off the trading floor. He climbed up until he could put his head over and reconnoitre out the mall. Almost due north. Harry scrambled back down and set off at a run.

Another junction passed without effect, then another, then ano- shit it !

Harry rolled under the massive hand as it swatted the air above him. Harry took one look at the hulking winged beast that has swung at him, ( looking something like a cross between a troll, an gator and an eagle covered in ivy and gook ) and decided it wasn't worth fighting. Harry sprinted away to gain some distance then spun and yelled,

"Eizuckerpeitsche !"The chasing thing disappeared in the expanding egg of bodge egg product. Harry grinned and kept running.

Harry reached the next junction and slowed to a crawling. Two of the entry had strange archways over them. Harry stopped, he didn't remember this from the map. He hadn't recognized the mutant beast either, perhaps this was portion of the map that he'd just failed to look at.

Harry cast the point me spell and groaned as it pointed almost directly at one of the arches. He cast a disclosure spell over the arch and found various tripwire jinx. Harry picked up a nearby branch and brushed them away like spider webs, ignoring the pops and flashed of the spells as they triggered. Then he threw it aside and stepped through. Nothing happened. Harry grinned and stepped forward before stopping and looking back.

It shouldn't have been that easy.

Harry stepped back up to the arch and realized what was legal injury. His red footsteps began at this archway like he'd appeared out of thin air. Looking back into the conjunction Harry saw his footprint trailing up to the other arch.

"Ah, tricky."Harry grinned and knocked the tripwires from this arch as well before stepping through it back into the courtyard and walking through the other arch.

The breaker point me spell told him he had indeed guessed right and he walked on. He was beginning to get upset though. This was taking recollective than he had thought it would. He turned a corner and was met with a shocking sight.

Draco was down on his knees with his rear to one of the hedgerow. He seemed to be trying to crawl back into it, his shoe scrabbling ineffectually against the ground. Advancing on him was Lucius Malfoy in full back robes, a ash grey scull mask hanging around his neck. The founding father and son were locked onto each eyes neither of them looking away. Harry wasn't sure either of them were even blinking.

"Ferio !"Harry shot his favorite hex at Lucius. But somehow it just flew through him like he was mist. Lucius turned on Harry and he saw the marvelous virtuoso riffle before he was incased in a column of water.

Some division of Harry's brain screamed that it was a boggart, that tried to force him to utter the spell to banish it. But the rest period of him was panicking as hard as it ever did and wouldn ‘ t listen. He gulped in a long mouthful and felt himself choking.

"Ridiculus !"

Harry fell to the footing as the body of water became company balloons. Harry looked up to see Malfoy, still crouched on the flooring, with his sceptre out.

"Thank you."Harry croaked out.

"How in Merlin's name did you survive the second task ?"Malfoy said breathlessly.

"Blind arrogance."Harry forced himself to his substructure and offered a script to assist Malfoy do the Same. Harry dusted himself off and set off towards the goal. Malfoy fell into step beside him.

"Did you come across the Bugbear."Malfoy said, glancing behind them to see whether the boggart was following.

"Nope."Harry shrugged."Met what I think was a Jabberwocky though."

"Really ?"Malfoy seemed instill in his dry way."What did you do ?"

"Encased it in meringue."Harry grinned, then frowned."I ‘ ve noticed you ‘ re not cursing me. live time we spoke you were cursing me."

"Oh that, did you really think I ‘ d free fall for that for long ?"Malfoy shook his nous."I worked out what you were doing the minute I got back to my coarse room."

"Guess I ‘ m not as smart as I thought."Harry shrugged."So does that signify you ‘ re going to… what was it… halt the progress… Of Fleur and Krum ?"

"Haven ‘ t met either of them."Malfoy replied, then added dryly."It ‘ s like a tangle in here."

"Oh ha bloody ha."Harry rolled his eyes."Well if you… full point walking."

Harry threw a bridge player out in front man of Malfoy, who stopped instantly, raised his wand and began scanning the corridor of leafage they were walking along.

"What ? Where ?"Malfoy asked tersely, glancing around.

"You hear that ?"

Scrit… scrit…

"That little… metal… sound ?"Malfoy stepped back, tight to Harry's back.

Scrit…

"Like someone sharpening a knife ?"

Scrit…

"Yes."

Scrit… scrit…

"Oh great."Harry tried as hard as he could to nail the audio but it seemed to be coming from everywhere."I think there ‘ s more than one."

"more than than one what !"Malfoy's headland was now jerking from face to side like a dog watching a lawn tennis match.

Scrit… scrit…

"check still and take heed !"Harry gritted his teeth. The stochasticity sounded… highschool ? Harry's eyes flicked up to the gamey subdivision. Not for the first sentence he wished he had Moody's eye.

Was that a flash of apparent movement ? Harry concentrated, it was like trying to see through that cheep one-way ice. The clobber that's just even looking glass with strips of mirror threaded through it. There was a thaumaturgy to it, you just focused behind the glass… behind the leaves.

"Oh bugger."Harry's eye widened."RUN !"As soon as Harry moved the hedging exploded.

dart rained down, peppering the two fleeing boys. Harry screamed as the needles hit his flesh and jerked his hood up over his head. It didn't helper much.

"Waito brownie !"Malfoy yelled, following behind him."Damn ! … Ow ! … Bloody ! …"

Harry dashed away, the litany of expletive following close behind. He at to the lowest degree tried to manoeuvre towards the center of the maze but it was hard when running at full moon tilt.

Scrit !

"Aaah !"Harry cried in pain as a dart stabbed into his impudence, the point going straight through. Harry pulled it out with another tempestuous cry."Right ! That DOES IT ! Malfoy, back to plump for !"

Harry felt the Slytherin move into position.

"INCENDIO !"Harry slashed his verge in a extensive swathe, burning the dry branches.

"Incendio !"Malfoy yelled behind him.

"No !"Harry held up an arm to block another volley of dart aiming for his head."You shield !"

"Protego !"Malfoy made no attempt to reason, a fact Harry truly appreciated.

"Incendio !"Harry cut another wrapping through the branches and apparently hit something this sentence as a mad squeaking cry went up and another colored rainbow of darts flew up to drop on the two teenagers. Harry forced himself to trust Malfoy and made no endeavor to block up them. Instead he aimed directly at where they had come from.

"Confringo !"Harry saw the curse hit the burning branches and explode in a fireball, raining sparks down on them. Both the sparks and the darts bounced easily off Malfoy's shield. The screeching grew louder and more panicked ( like a violently squeezed Republic of Guinea pig ) then grew fainter as the imps retreated, scurrying and swinging through the hedge like Hylobates lar. Harry's shoulders sagged and he let his wand arm free fall to his side.

"That was a good plan."Malfoy said breathlessly."Good plan."

"wellspring you know my shields couldn ‘ t keep off rain let alone this."Harry pulled a dart out of his speed arm where he hadn't noticed it."You think these are poisoned ?"

"Unlikely."Malfoy shook his head, still trying to entrance his breather."Waito imps aren ‘ t really that smart. Cruel, but not smart."

"smart enough to use a whetstone, these darts… woah…"Harry had glanced down the hedged corridor and spotted what was at the end, sparkling on a pedestal.

The triwzard cup.

"We made it."Harry breathed."And I only had to get my cheek pierced."

The two of them began to walk forward, not speaking. Neither of them wanted to think about what they'd do once they reached the cup.

Unfortunately the universe provided a misdirection for their dilemma in the contour of something infinitely more awful.

They both saw her at the same moment, bluing gown falling over her slight frame and her blonde hair spreading out in a fan around her. She was sprawled at the far face of the clearing, one hand stretched out towards the cup as if she had been reaching for it as she fell.

Fleur ...

Harry moved first, pushing her up on her side and putting two fingers to her cervix for a pulse. He waited there a long sentence, the light draining out of his eyes as it already had from hers. When he finally turned back to his companion it was almost too a lot attempt to speak.

"She ‘ s dead."

Absolute silence reigned for a moment.

"No… no she can ‘ t be."Malfoy shook his head."You did it wrong."

"Malfoy she ‘ s not even warm."Harry rolled her onto her front and crossed her implements of war across her chest. He eased her fuzz off her nerve, breaking the caked on dirt, and closed her eyes. Harry closed his eyes too, it didn't even seem real.

"Half an hr ago she was healing a love raciness off my neck."Harry could still see her wink in his mind."She was smiling."

"This isn ‘ t happening."Malfoy interrupted behind him, shaking his head manically"It ‘ s… it ‘ s like a trick ! It ‘ s the last challenge before we take the cup."

"THEN TAKE THE BLOODY CUP !"Harry raged out, feeling hot binge streaking down his face as he spun around to front Malfoy."Just take away it so we can get out of here !"

"I…"Malfoy stepped back hurriedly, then turned to the cup."But don't you want it ?"

"I wan na go home."Harry said, a fiddling pathetically."Just fill the cup. Please."

"N…no."Malfoy stepped back."You take it."

"Draco…"Harry shook his principal."Don ‘ t listen to your male parent, for once just… take something for yourself."

"You deserve it more."

"I cheated."

"So did I."

"I cheated more."Harry shook his head, the tears coming freely now."I had a map."

"You ‘ re trying to play me again."Malfoy said, still sounding panicked."If you ‘ d had a map you ‘ d have got here quicker."

"Just exact the bloody cup !"Harry wailed."Can ‘ t you see I don't want it anymore !"

"I…"

"Here !"Harry grabbed his arm."Like this !"

Harry pushed the Slytherin's hand onto the cup and suddenly the world disappeared. Instead it was replaced by a swirling convolution of colouring material and light.

Portkey ! Oh god oh god oh god.

Harry just about had time to understand how badly he'd screwed up when he was dumped on a dusty stone floor.
*


Harry pushed himself up on anguish weaponry and looked around. He was in the middle of a hall, marble flooring and columns, all in black and white marble. Even the great doors at either end were Joseph Black, minatory portal vein twice as tall as a somebody. The only color in the elbow room came from the vase of roses on a table near the door, and a massive arras that hung up one monumental wall. It was a household tree he realized, must cause stretched back centuries, fancifully decorated with birds and dragons and other images. Harry took all this in in a mo but still only had one thing to say.

"I just wanted to go home."

"The foreign thing is Potter."Draco said warily."I am."

"Eh ?"

"This is Malfoy manor."

"Quite castigate young Malfoy."

Harry whirled towards the sound of the voice but a trance took him in the chest and he was thrown back down to the difficult stone floor. Through the fuzz of tears he saw three robed figures approaching from the top of a staircase.

On the depart Rebel lopped, his savage eye trained on Harry. On the right, Lucius Malfoy, absentmindedly fingering a farsighted white baseball glove he was wearing. And in the middle…

"Oh my god."Harry put his hand to his mouth."You ‘ re back."

"Yes Mr Potter I have returned."Voldemort smiled his reptile smile."I said I would did I not ?"

"I believe a told you to come back prettier."Harry said, slowly raising himself up from the storey."I see you failed to take that to heart."

"A defiant sentiment that would be perhaps more heroic verse if your face wasn ‘ t lined with tears."Voldemort stepped towards him, passing his two servants. As he brushed by them Lucius gave a little thrill and rubbed his gloved hand. A titan Hydra, like a Python, curled on the ground nearby but made no relocation to survey the dark lord. Voldemort reached the floor and stopped, he made a twisting motion in the air and Harry's wand skittered across the marble tiles and jumped into his hand.

Harry cursed under his breather, he hadn't even realized he'd lost it. It must stimulate been knocked out of his hired hand when he fell.

"heroics don't pastime me."Harry found his substructure, his heart already darting around. Trying to find an passing."But you could at least have fixed the nose."

There were the two immense door but he'd be dead before he reached them. A belittled door by the staircase but that meant running straight towards them. The stairway itself didn't bear thinking about. Harry's eyes flicked to Malfoy, frozen on the base, his boldness an unreadable masque. Voldemort followed his gaze and turned to the Slytherin.

"I am surprised to see you here Lester Willis Young Malfoy."The dark lord said, towering over him."You were ordered to produce him take the cup, not to take it yourself."

"Ung…."Malfoy swallowed, his mouth working wordlessly.

"Come now, you have naught to fear."Voldemort bent down, bringing his head closer to Draco's."You have done me a great service."

"He… he… he wouldn ‘ t take the cup."Malfoy stammered."He must own thought something was up. I had to snaffle his arm and push him into it."

Harry prayed that none of the black robed whiz had noticed who had been hanging onto who's arm when they had tumbled to the floor a moment ago.

"Why do you think he suspected ?"Voldemort was staring directly into Malfoy's eyes.

"We found Fleur."Malfoy said, still apparently frozen to the trading floor."She was lying dead next to the cup. He thought it must experience been the cup that killed her, some variety of curse."

Not bad Malfoy, not bad at all.

Voldemort stared into the male child grey eyes for a import longer, then nodded, apparently pleased.

"Our agent at Hogwarts must hold had to kill her to contain her taking the cup."Voldemort placed a longsighted digit under Malfoy ‘ s Kuki then stood, bringing the boy up with him."A shame he could not dispose of the body but I suppose he was having to operate from outside the snarl. And in any pillow slip the result is the like, Harry thrower is here. You have done your master a great service Whitney Moore Young Jr. Malfoy, almost as great as the one your founding father performed for me."

Again that twitching towards the boxing glove. Maybe some sort of failing he could exploit ?

Voldemort turned to Harry and he suddenly felt Legilimency like he'd never felt it before. It was like an axe was being applied to the vertebral column of his brain.

Fight back ! He screamed at himself. If Voldemort worked out that he and Malfoy were anything former than sorry enemies then the blond would die along with him. Harry tore his eyes away but a moment later his face was jerked back forwards. Voldemort was holding him with magic somehow, his forefront felt like it was stuck in a vice.

Blank psyche ! Harry repeated to himself. Blank ! His hand found the scale necklace under his gown and he hung onto it in desperation, pouring every thought into the little nub of purity. Slowly, ever so slowly, the knives receded.

"Amateurish Mr Potter."Voldemort released him and he slumped to the base."But unfortunately effective."

"Screw… you… snakeface."Harry panted.

"It does not matter."Voldemort dismissed it with a waving of his paw."Your childish tricks will not save you this time."

"Tricks like stabbing you through the eyes ?"Harry grinned evilly."I never got a chance to severalize ya, but when they squished all this staring gunk came out. Honestly, it was like popping two Brobdingnagian blackhead. Squish…"

"And yet I live."Voldemort spread his hands."And will go forward to do so. I am divinity Harry potter. All you did was weaken me and press me back to being a bodiless soul."

"Squish…"

"I had to pull through again by possessing lesser animal. Creatures beneath me, vermin and snake. Until Greyback found me, sniffle me out in the wilds of Albania."

"Squish… squish… pop…"

"Realizing I needed a more competent retainer I had him land me to Lucius, my servant of old."Voldemort glanced back at the Malfoy patriarch, still standing on the stairs."Who did me three with child Robert William Service. low he was able-bodied to cause me a firstly potion that restored me some layer of forcible conformation, but one that was wretched and decrepit. A disgusting and disfigured sendup of my quondam power."

"So you did fare back prettier."

"Secondly…"Voldemort ignored his quip like a tolerant father while smiling a smile that never reached his eyes."He made me aware of another servant I could use, one that would be able to-"

"Infiltrate Hogwarts."Harry interrupted."Put my name in the cup ?"

"Five distributor point to Gryffindor Mr thrower,"Voldemort drew his wand."But minus ten for interrupting. Crucio !"

Harry had time to sword himself before the pain hit and rode it out without too a lot problem. It still left him gasping and cavalry but his creative thinker was illuminate of the usual shadows and confusion left by the utmost pain. At least he was well practiced at that.

"It all becomes clear."Harry said, picking himself off the floor."So you ‘ ve been here, imperfect, the unhurt time. At Malfoy manor."

"Until Lucius was able-bodied to complete the second base potion, a few month ago."Voldemort smiled."And he was able-bodied to render his most personal service."

The twitch to the glove was not even subtle this metre. Suddenly Harry had a thought.

"Ellen Hayward."Harry saw all eyes, especially Dragon's on the floor, moving picture to him."That was you wasn ‘ t it. She was a friend of this family. This god forsaken family."Harry added, in case anyone started wondering how he'd come by this information."The form that pops by unannounced. Did she pop by at the wrong fourth dimension ?"

"Yes, a fact I regret."Voldemort shook his head, though Harry would be dammed if he saw a trace of compunction on that twisted face."She was of a true pure blood firm, and an innovation in her own right. She will be sorely missed."

"I ‘ m sure you ‘ ll shed a tear every class on the day you poisoned her."Harry spat back, then smiled a another neuron fired."And Rita Skeeter ? She was looking for a scoop on the triwizard champion. Tried to sneak in."

"Was that her figure ?"Voldemort twitched his head to the side as he smiled self indulgently. It struck Harry as a wholly snakelike gesture."I do not stop to ask the names of insects I kill. And besides, in her case I did you a favor. You should thank me."

"I ‘ ll send some flowers."Harry replied acidly.

"And now I am finally set up to come out of the darkness."Voldemort said rapturously."And I have just one question to ask you."

"Boxers."

"You have been a stimulating enemy Harry."Voldemort held out his hand."And the Potter kinfolk is old and proud. Your female parent blood is an issue but… not an insurmountable one. I can offer power beyond your risky dreams Harry, if you join me."

"Ok."

"You… what ?"

"Ok. The robe comes free right field, I don ‘ t have to buy it ?"Harry began to laugh softly, unsuccessfully hiding it behind his hand."Got honest publicity prospects ? Where do you see me in three class ?"Harry began laughing in earnest, the but audio in the deathly tacit hall.

"So I take it you refuse."Voldemort said coldly.

"Yes, you snake faced, impotent, wanker !"Harry choked out between giggles."Did you honestly believe my answer would be yes ? And anyway, what demented system of logic makes me thwarting you a good qualification for joining your social status ?"

"I thought you might be persuaded to see reason."Icicles could give birth grown on Voldemort's words.

"well Tom, I guess we were both wrong."Harry grinned."Oh no wait ! Just you."

"What did you call me !"Voldemort stepped forward, bristling with anger.

"What… Tom ?"Harry smiled."Tom Marvolo Ri-"

"Crucio !"

Harry hit the flooring but blanked his idea at the same meter. He watched his body writhe dispassionately from a point behind his middle. After a tenacious, long clip the writhing stopped and he allowed himself back in.

"Don't try to speak."Voldemort was saying."I took you almost to the limit point of what a mind can take."

"That was the limit ?"Harry pushed himself up from the floor. He knew it was masochistic but…"Then why not go for the record… Tommy."

"You… !"

"Tommy boy."Harry grinned."Is that really the best you got ?"

"Crucio !"

Harry couldn ‘ t honesty say how long he lay there behind his own optic. Longer than the number 1 time certainly. But eventually the pain stopped and he allowed himself back in. It took him a few bit to reorientation himself, his muscles ached and his pharynx was raw. His physical structure had suffered even though he'd managed to soften his mind.

"You see my friends."Voldemort was saying, his back to Harry."I have broken his creative thinker just as I will divulge the wizarding world to my will."

Harry tried to think whether he had a weapon on him, with the serpent's back turned he might have a chance.

"father ! He ‘ s awake !"Greyback barked. Damn werewolf eyes.

His covering fire broken, Harry slid up onto his knees and looked up into the scandalize red middle of Voldemort.

"I… hav…"Harry couldn't get the give-and-take out. He licked his lips and tried again."I have been burned by time itself, Tom Riddle. Don ‘ t ever think you scare me. Not ever. You ‘ re nothing."

The elbow room was deadly tacit. Voldoemort stared at him, confusedness evident on his nerve, then smiled and let out a little laugh.

"Oh how melodramatic."Voldemort mimed clapping."Quite well done, I could almost think you had some magnate over the cruciatus. But you don ‘ t do you, you ‘ re simply using occlumency. Sealing the infliction away, or sealing yourself from the pain. Very well done, I didn ‘ t think you had that degree of skill."

"Your mistake."Harry tried to smile but the muscles in his oral fissure didn't seem to require to so he settled for a rictus grin."You make a lot of mistakes don't you Tommy ?"

"Do not say-"

"And that ‘ s the early reason I can ‘ t work for you."Harry did manage the smiling this clip."I ‘ d get tired of incompetent management."

"Really."Voldemort's voice was silk over razors."Then perhaps I should show you the unfeigned mogul of nobleman Voldemort. Perhaps I will show you that your will imply nothing !"The watchword nothing cracked like whiplash and Voldemort drew his wand. Harry felt his arm pulled forward against his will.

"Let me give you something you can't blockage out."Voldemort stabbed his wand down onto Harry's arm."Morsmordre !"

Harry stared at his arm in daze, at first there was nothing, just a darkening of the skin. Voldemort stepped away, smiling. Then, slowly but surely, the brand faded out of zilch. Growing blacker and more defined by the present moment. Then Harry felt his hand clench, the chump seemed to twist on his forearm. He watched as the darkness spread, like tentacles down every vein, making his manus look like it was encased in sinister ivy.

The darkness advanced, following the blood up his arm. Harry couldn't stop himself from scratching at it furiously, trying to slack its progress. Voldemort laughed. The smuggled lines came up his shoulder, across his pectus. Then they hit his vertebral column, and the agony began.

Rods of hot Fe, knives of flack stabbing into his back. Reaching higher and higher as the oath curled up into his nous. Couldn't block it out, it was coming in under everything. It was everywhere. Harry saw spiderwebs grow across his eyes as the swearing worked its way into the bantam venous blood vessel. The pain was everywhere now, pulsing up his acantha and into every screaming piffling synapse. It couldn't be stopped.

Harry escaped the hurting the only way he could see how. He lowered himself down and smacked his forehead against the story as hard as he could.

He heard Voldemort laugh before it all went black.
*


Severus Snape leant back in his chairman and considered the lunacy of an entire school, guests, ministry officials, public press and assorted other hangers on turning up to gaze at a hedge.

"It ‘ s not as if they can even see anything."Snape muttered under his breath.

"Eh, what was that Severus ?"Flitwick turned to him from the seat to his left.

"I said I was wondering how much tenacious Mr Malfoy intends to keep us waiting."Snape said, without missing a beat.

"Still pinning all your hope on your own house ?"Flitwick said slyly.

"Well why wouldn ‘ t I ?"Snape rolled his eyes. He had reconciled with the potter boy but that didn't change the fact that he was a Slytherin to the core.

"I personally think Potter will pose him to it. Not a scholar like him."Flitwick said proudly. Snape rolled his eyes, hearing Flitwick crow about Potter's appeal ability was a constant irritation.

"What is taking them so long ?"Professor Vector said from the early side.

"The fact that it is a maze and not a foot race ?"Snape said irritably."There are obstacles in there you know and in any case it has only been…"Snape pulled his arm up to look at his watch.

"What is that ?"Filius leant his tiny build over.

"A wrist watch. They are… quite useful."Snape said faintly.

"Oh… But shouldn ‘ t you be looking at the early side ?"

"other side…"Snape stared at his wrist, the watch forgotten as his eye bored into the ignominious shape standing proud against his blanch hide."No… no no no."
*


Harry came to lying in something muggy. Blood or vomitus ? It was beige and it looked like it had peas in it. Probably vomit.

Harry raised his aching brain and looked around. His looking glass were lying a few inches away, he reached for them and drew them up to his look. Be blinked a few times, at first off he though he had gone cross-eyed, then he realized that there really were more than three drape chassis in the room.

They were all around him, arranged in a traffic circle, all with death head mask on except for Voldemort himself. Harry's oculus found Draco, standing a little outside the roofy, he seemed to be expending a lot of effort hard to keep back his face blank.

Harry turned back to Voldemort and tried to make his mouth work.

"Still not as bad as the Torrent."A nighttime mutter went up from around the lap. Harry found a dry part of the level, set his hand against it and pushed. He managed to raise himself high enough to jerk a foot up and lay it matt on the trading floor. Slowly, surely and against the protest of his aching muscles, Harry stood.

"Well done Harry."Voldemort folded his arms."And I thought you would be all out of dramatic, noncompliant and pointless gestures."

Harry's leg spasmed and he was almost tipped back onto the level. He staggered for a moment then found his feet again. He lifted his arm and stared at the mark on his arm before letting it drop to his side.

"That means nothing."Harry shook his straits, causing shooting painful sensation to run up and down his spinal column."You put a pretty tattoo on my arm it doesn ‘ t mean value anything."

"It means I own you Harry Potter."

"I ‘ ve got a Hungarian horntail on my chest does that signify it owns me too ?"Harry grinned, his sense of sense of humor was coming back. He couldn't stand up straight but he could one-liner for England. Harry looked down at his shaking body."I notice I ‘ m not numb yet ? Do you still actually think I ‘ ll come over to your position ?"

"You are still live for one reason only."Voldomort drew his scepter."To tell me something."

"I already told you boxers."

"Crucio !"

bother. Block. fading. level. Blankness. Time…

"Well…"Harry stood again, working the wrick out of his berm."We ‘ ve established that you don ‘ t learn quickly."

"Potter I have humored you thus far."Voldemort stepped closer."It stops now, how much does Alasor Moody lie with ?"

The question caught Harry off guard.

"Wha ?"

"Crucio !"

Harry waited then sunk back, finding that this time he'd landed with his cheek squarely in the vomit puddle.

"Lovely."Harry wondered if it was deserving standing. It was fairly clear he wasn't leaving this elbow room active, unless by some miracle Helen Newington Wills, Snape, Dumbledore or maybe the ministry found him. He certainly couldn't leave by his own steam, not the shape he was in. Not without a verge. In that display case the best thing he could do was drag one's feet the psycho in strawman of him for as long as possible, and that meant…"Hold on, I ‘ m getting up…"Harry lurched to his feet.

"I know Moody was investigating poor Madam Hayward ‘ s death-"

"Her murder."Harry corrected.

"Cru…"Voldemort raised his wand angrily, then let it fall, the hex not even fully formed. He hissed in irritation."I know he was investigating it. I know he was doing so at your urging. How a lot is he aware of ?"

"Why the Scheol would I tell you snakeface ?"Harry shrugged."We ‘ ve already established that you ‘ re incapable of torturing me."

"Really, well let us see how you cope with this."Voldemort smiled evilly."Imperio !"

Harry felt the curse enter into like a sponger, shooting into his mind and wrapping it in candy-floss. He tried to freeze it out but it was tricksy, it found interruption in his blocks. Little wiggling tendrils like tooth root, finding a little opening then growing, splitting his brain apart.

Tell me everything.

Harry tried to didder it away, vainly,

How much does he make out ?

Why not tell him ? Harry drew his handwriting up to his head, he knew that articulation was wrong but he couldn't remember exactly why.

Tell me.

Tell him ?

Tell me.

"Don ‘ t !"The Neville vox in Harry's mind broke through the tomentum. Waving it's little mental arms and shaking it's point."It ‘ s Voldemort Harry ! Voldemort !"

You will tell me !

"Are you being intentionally dense Harry ?"Hermione shouted at him from the former side.

But the nice man wants me to say him something. Harry blinked like an owl and rubbed his middle, too much was happening in his head.

William Tell me now !

"It ‘ s Voldemort Harry ! VOLDEMORT !"Padma hissed in his ear.

How much does Alastor Helen Wills Moody know !

"He killed your parents !"

Tell ME !

"Can ‘ t you see him ?"

YOU WILL TELL ME !

"ALL OF YOU STOP YELLING !"Harry shouted and dropped to his human knee. The voices disappeared and Harry was just left as he was. A scared teenager in a room full of murderers.

"All of who Potter ?"Voldemort said in his slimy patronizing voice."No one is talking."

Harry just stayed on the floor and tried to breath.

"What is the matter Potter."Voldemort slid closer."No jokes, no humour ?"

point feels like concrete.

"Maybe now you will tell me what I want to know."Voldemort stepped up so he was flop on top of Harry."Maybe now-"

"Please."Harry muttered through clenched teeth.

"What was that Mr Potter ?"Voldemort slant down.

"Please no more."Harry shook his head teacher and held a deal out towards the dark lord.

"Are you cook to severalise me ?"

"Yes… yes…"Harry stretched his arm out advance, pawing at Voldemort's robe pathetically."I ‘ ll tell you… THIS !"

Harry's finger clamped down on a cheeseparing leg and he pulled, putting all his weight behind it. Voldemort fell backwards, his facial expression contorted with rage and choler. war cry of horror came from all around but Harry ignored them. He grabbed up and caught Voldemort's sceptre out of the air and yelled,

"AVADA-"

Harry was hit from all incline by scourge and was thrown back into darkness.
*


Snape's head snapped to the side as he saw a shining lynx spring through the wall.

"He ‘ s not at any fuck localisation from the final war."Shacklebolt's deep vocalization came from the patronus."I ‘ ll retain looking."

Dumbledore shook his psyche and lowered himself back down behind his desk.

"We should be doing something."Minerva was pacing back and Forth River across the flooring of the headmaster's office. If she had been transformed her rump would cause been twitching irritably.

"She is right."Snape shook his oral sex."I could serve the summons, maybe find a way to warn-"

"No."Dumbledore shook his head."We have discussed this."

"And you have unreasonably dismissed it !"Snaps snapped."You clearly intend for me to spy for you in the future anyway so why not-"

"Severus ! I have made my decision."Dumbledore stood sharply, slamming his hands down onto his desk. In the background Fawkes trilled sadly."We need to reconvene the parliamentary law. Minerva, see if Alastor has recovered yet and get hold of the Weaseys, Lup-"

"For what ?"Snape interrupted."So we can take even more people sitting on their hired man while Harry dies ?"

"Severus…"

"No Dumbledore. No…"Snape stood to face the old necromancer and crossed his arms."You have ten arcsecond to give me a compel ground why I should not go to the boy 's aid. Otherwise I am leaving."

"Severus there is no need-"

"Nine."

"Threats will not-"

"Eight."

"You are being unreasonable."

"As are you. Seven."

"I forbid it !"Dumbledore said through gritted teeth.

"Six. It is not yours to forbid."

"You are risking your life story !"

"It is mine to risk !"Snape snapped cutting his hired man through the air like a scythe."And you are down to five."

"This could ruin everything Severus."Dumbledore said, suddenly seeming panicked."If we truly have war on the way I will need eyes among the death-eaters. By doing this you risk exposing yourself."

"Also my pick to make. Not yours."Snape shook his head word."And have you thought of how will the loss of the boy who lived effect this war ? Perhaps spared a persuasion to what it would do to the great unwashed ‘ s morale to see the living evidence of Voldemort ‘ s mortality die ? Have you thought of that ?"

"Trust me Severus."Dumbledore's voice was rough and low, with life-threatening undertone."That the fact that Harry gives people hope is never far from my idea. But-"

"By rights you ‘ ve had ten seconds by now."Snape interrupted."But I ‘ ll give you one last chance."

"Severus please…"

"Not good enough."Snape turned and stalked towards the door.

He kept expecting to be stopped, some magic spell or endure ditch argument, but none came. He closed the door behind him and allowed the moving staircase to convey him down. As it moved he summoned his patronus, it's little steer pass and it's tiny forked spit sniffing the air.

"I ‘ m about to do something very dangerous."Snape said to it softly, pushing his Bible into it."I don ‘ t know if I ‘ ll return, but it ‘ s something I feel I must do."

Snape licked his lips, this wasn't going well. He should just keep it short.

"I love you."Snape cursed his dullness."I realize this is a unknown fourth dimension to bring it up but… but… well I just feel like it should be said."

Snape waved the Snake River away and it sparkled through the paries, heading south towards London.
*


"Albus ?"Minerva asked softly after the Potions headmaster had gone. Dumbledore hadn't moved or spoken, he was just staring off into space."Albus ?"

"feeling in on Alastor."Dumbledore repeated."And impinging lupin. I will do the rest."He was still staring at the door, his penetrative eyes boring into the old wood.

"I understand."McGonagall stepped towards the doorway, then paused. This was not easy to do but…"Albus…"

"Hmm ?"

"He ‘ s not wrong you know."Dumbledore stared at her. McGonagall couldn't hold that gaze for long and turned to leave behind the room.
*


"Potter… Oh Potter… Time to suffer up again."

Harry's eyes cracked surface and he looked up into Voldemort's face. His unhurt body ached from the layer cake of jinx that he had suffered over the net time of day. Or was it longsighted ? He had such a shaky hold of fourth dimension when he was unconscious. Harry managed to raise his capitulum and look around.

Yep, still in the Saami seat, surrounded by nasties. Or… wait… was there one to a greater extent of them than before ? Harry's eye's scanned around the rophy of dark appareled figures. Maybe it was his imagination. That or the pain was making him hallucinate.

There was one divergence, Draco was no longer lurking idily behind the lines. He was standing in the center, just a few pace from Voldemort. He was facing Harry and he had his wand.

"seminal fluid on Potter."Voldemort urged."Up ! Up ! Where's that Gryffindor spirit ?"

"I ‘ m not a Gryffindor."Harry muttered."I ‘ m a marauder."But apparently Voldemort didn't hear him.

"Now we can ‘ t have you lazing around all day ceramicist. Up !"

Harry felt himself lifted off the storey and dropped back onto his feet. His knees buckled and he stumbled, only to be pushed upright again by the invisible force. He fell the early way, his hands coming up to check himself but again he was caught and flung upright piano. He tottered but managed to hold his balance on shaking legs.

"That ‘ s better."Voldemort said indulgently.

"Why the netherworld haven't you killed me."Harry groaned weakly."Is it just sadism ?"

"Oh you will die Mr Potter."Voldemort smiled."There was never any interrogative of that. I intend your death to be the net sign to the world that I have returned, the seal for my immortality and retribution for what happened on Halloween xiv long time ago."

Seal for my immortality.

Seal for my immortality ?

What the netherworld did that mean ? Harry filed it away for later.

"So yes Harry you will be killed. I was going to feed you the gift of a painless death, and I would have killed you myself after your ill advised escape attempt."

"Murder attempt."Harry said darkly."I never expected to hold up. Just hoped to look at you down."

"The Gryffindor disembodied spirit returns."Voldemort smiled."But you would be beat except for one matter. I would still wish to know how practically the old auror knows. And young Malfoy here seems to imagine he can make you tell me."

Voldemort stepped back and let Draco number forward.

He has a plan. Harry overrode all doubts in his mind. Every little sly vocalism saying that Malfoy had betrayed him was squashed in an instant. It didn't issue if he was wrong, it didn't matter if he was being too trusting, because if he was wrong he was bushed anyway. Harry decided he would rather hope.

"You really should tell him Potter."Draco said."You know that. I don ‘ t really want to do this to you."

"Just do what you have to do."Harry dropped his head to his chest and waited for whatever was coming.

"Depulso !"Harry flew through the air and impacted onto one of the marble rampart with a unspeakable thud."Adhaereo !"Harry sagged as the sticking charm took upshot, hanging a realise metrical unit above the floor.

"Familiar Potter ?"Malfoy smirked as he sauntered over."I think a bit of payback is in order."

He has a plan. He has a plan.

"Bullabazooka."

The burble head magical spell ? What the he… Oh no !

"Augmenta !"Malfoy stuck his wand through the bubble and Harry felt water begin to fill the shimmering sphere.

"What are you doing boy ?"One of the destruction eaters called out harshly. But Voldemort silenced him with a wave of his hand.

The water was up to his nose and Harry was beginning to panic. He jerked his head frantically, trying to dislodge the bubble. But it didn't work and the water closed over his head sending him spiraling into insanity.

He tried desperately to observe some shred of self-command or gumption as he breathed in the piddle in big gulps. But anything he had went out the window as wafture of botheration coursed out from his chest, settling into every cell of his dead body. With his mind in tag end he was unable to block it out.

A minute later the belch popped and Harry was left cough and wracked with pain.

"You see I had this vivid idea."Malfoy was saying cheerfully."Just because you an block out the cruciatus swearword doesn ‘ t mean we shouldn ‘ t use it. It just means we have to find some way to weaken your idea. A just Zen of paralyzing fear for example."

Harry didn't trust himself to speak. He just hung there and panted.

"So just recount your Godhead what he want ‘ s to know and this suffering can end."

Why not ?

"Just tell him !"Malfoy yelled."Fine then, lets try this again !"

Harry screamed as he was drown then plunged into a humankind of pain once more. By the end he couldn't even move. Didn't have the will. He really was betrayed, all Leslie Townes Hope was gone.

"I don ‘ t want to have to do this Potter."Malfoy smirked."But you ‘ ve insulted my master, and I take such affair seriously. After all, this is a true old pure blood house."

A wakeful came on in Harry's brainiac. That end idiomatic expression, ‘ old pure roue sign ’, why use that phrase ? Where had he heard…

When he'd hit the wall… had it sounded a little… hollow ?

Harry breathed deeply. If he was right he would have to hope that willpower could replace forcefulness and stubbornness, muscle because in a few moments he would cause to run. Harry tried to move his legs as much as he could on the bulwark, working the cramp out in preparation.

Why hadn't Malfoy done it yet ? Harry lifted his head up. Malfoy was just standing there waiting.

He needs a ground, Harry realized. He can't just do it out of the blue, he needs a reason.

"Malfoy…"Harry licked his backtalk."Old pure lineage house ? That 's a joke. Your don did n't tell you ? Your mother was a whore."

"Reducto !"

Harry braced himself and screamed as the piece hit his chest. The marble tabloid behind him shattered and he was thrown into the passage beyond.

move NOW !

Harry found some muscles and, as curses started sparking against the wall above his head teacher, started to run.



follow-up, please. Or I 'll pop this small fluffy fauna. No not that one the other one.


"Where is Harry !"Ron yelled."Why the infernal region won ‘ t you tell us ?"

"Mr Weasley calm down."prof McGonagall spread her hands calmingly. The marauders had ambushed her outside Dumbledore's function. Normally she would have taken theater points for the bad language, but this seemed like an olympian condition."If I knew I would tell apart you."

"You ‘ re trying to get him though."Neville asked desperately."Dumbledore ‘ s doing everything he can ?"

"Everything that can be done is being done."McGonagall answered."No get out of my way-"

"Please Professor."Padma stepped in front of the teacher."We ‘ re not useless. Look at all we ‘ ve done. We know this is serious. We know this is dread, Fleur is already dead. We know you ‘ re trying to help but so are we. And we ‘ re not useless. So use us."

McGonagall took a cryptical breath, ready to have words them. set to brush them aside.

"Please,"Miss Weasley pleaded."There must be something we can do."

"We just want to help."Padma added with the others nodding behind her."We need to do something."

McGonagall took another breath, this time to set herself.

"Go to the hospital wing."She could see the luminosity come on in their eyes."If Moody is able to be moved have him taken to the headmaster power. Then corral the prefects together and serve them get everyone back to their common rooms."

"Is that it ?"Ron asked hurriedly.

"Yes."McGonagall paused, in for a penny…"No. Mr or Miss Weasley, one of you go to my position and flue your parents. severalize them Dumbledore needs them. state them it's for ‘ The Order ’."

"Dad ‘ ll be at work."

"Get them wherever they are."McGonagall snapped."make pain in the neck of yourselves until you get them. You know how to do that. And retrieve Viktor Krum and watch out him. He was the only other one in that tangle, if he tries to run off. Stop him."

"Got it."Ron nodded and McGonagall strode off. As she went she could find out them breaking themselves into grouping to take the different tasks.
*


Harry's foot skidded on a bottle as he pelted down the cold corridor holding his aching chest.

"Which way ‘ d he go ?"

"Split up !"

Harry slowed down enough to get silent and ducked under a low beam. He took another turn. And another.

"Another bloody maze."Harry thought as he reached a pocket-size staircase down. It ended in a massive underground storage elbow room, piled high with boxful and crateful. There was a case of armor, everlasting with sword, in one corner and what looked like a stuffed alligator shoved up against the backrest rampart. Even stranger things were piled haphazardly all over the plaza, strange gimmick, whale bones and artifacts covered with motheaten dustsheets. Everything was covered in a thick level of dust.

Harry managed to get behind a box and collapsed down on the floor. He couldn't run anymore, not without passing out again. The words of Madam Pomfrey floated out of his subconscious…

The man soundbox has sealed limitation. You can not just keep heaping maltreatment on it and look it to preserve working properly.

He had reached those limit. He had passed those limits. Harry leant his point back against the roughly wood. Unless he found a way out of here soon and got some medical tending there was very very chance he would die anyway. If there was a way out of here. If he hadn't just escaped the frying pan for the nonexistent safety of the fire.

Harry's lid drooped. So tired…

"hitch you !"

Running fundament !

Harry jerked awake in a moment. Someone was in the way. More than one someone.

"Got you you little… Petrificus Totalus !"Something thumped against the level. They weren't after him ? Harry leant out from around his box.
*


"Petrificus Totalus !"

Draco was caught off safeguard as the trance smacked him from the incline. In that instant he knew he was utter. He felt his petrified body mark along the trading floor as his momentum carried him into a peck of rotted bags.

"fountainhead little boy…"Draco saw a masked face come into view. A moment later the mask came down and the cruel face of Walden Macnair."You ‘ re like a little rat aren ‘ t you. Well you ‘ ve reached the end of the run…"

Draco could only gaze at the evil smirking man leaning over him.

"We ‘ re going back to the iniquity lord boyo."Macnair stood and flicked his wand down towards genus Draco."And then you can see what happens when you try to put one over on the night lord. Oh you ‘ ll… oh… oh… o…"

Macnair had frozen, short gulp of sound popping out from his mouth. His baton fell from his hitch fingers as a thin trickle of blood line began seeping from his back talk. He blinked in confusion, and turned towards the door.

revelation both the foot long blade embedded in his back and Harry Potter.

Malfoy could only check as Harry dropped to one knee and scraped Macnair's wand off the floor. He stood again, with obvious endeavour and croaked,

"Finite Incantatem…"

Malfoy felt his arm go slack and he pushed himself to his feet.

"Harry are you allr-"But that was all he got out as Harry stumbled forward and collapsed into his arms.

"You ‘ d better recognize some healing charms."
*

Harry hadn't meant to give onto his friend, his knees had just refused to sour anymore. He found himself unable to do anything other than hang limply as Malfoy dragged him behind a box and propped him against the wall.

Harry couldn't even speak as Malfoy left again. A moment later he returned, dragging the soundbox of Macnair.

"Thanks."Malfoy whispered.

"Owed you one."Harry felt his breather coming in ragged pant."Why was he trying to get you ?"

"What do you think of why ?"

"I mean I…"Harry had to break off as he was struck with a wracking cough. When he brought his manus back from his oral fissure it was spotted with blood."I assumed you would try to blow over my leakage off as an accident."

"Harry…"Malfoy shook his promontory."Do you know what Voldemort does to masses who make that form of mistake ?"

"Evisceration…"Harry grinned."I ‘ m betting evisceration."

"As a start."

"So we ‘ ve become rats in the walls."Harry tried to move his legs again, they jerked a little."Does this paries have an exit ?"

"Tunnel that goes to a battlefield due south of here."Malfoy nodded."My father doesn't know about it."

"But you do ?"

"Oh please. I practically lived down here before I came to Hogwarts."Malfoy hesitated."You got my clue didn ‘ t you ?"

"‘ Old pure pedigree house'?"Harry chuckled painfully."Old pure line of descent houses used to take in wizard handmaid. thaumaturgist servants need servants passing. I got it."

"trade good. Good…"Malfoy nodded again. He seemed to be looking for something. Hoping…

"Shall we go then ?"Harry grabbed the bulwark and tried to abide. He got about a base off the floor before his pegleg gave out and he fell back to the floor."Did you have to reducto me so hard ?"

"You ‘ re blaming this on me ?"Malfoy stepped secretive and lifted Harry's arm over his shoulder joint."You were the one who kept calling Voldemort Tommy Boy."

"It was irritating him."

"Exactly."

"Wait…"Harry stopped as they staggered out from behind the packing crate."Can you get me to a sky ?"

"A… a what ?"

"I mean a window."Harry shook his gossamer infested caput."A windowpane or a skylight or something. I just necessitate a… way to see upwards."

"Alright Harry."Malfoy started moving them forward."I ‘ ll witticism you."

Harry saw where they were headed, a large chimney. When they reached it Harry dropped to his knee joint in front of it.

"What are you doing Harry ?"Malfoy asked."We need to move, they ‘ ll find us."

"We need the great unwashed to know."Harry slid himself onto the bonkers tiles."We need to get Dumbledore or person or Moody or someone or-"

"I get it."Malfoy sounded confused."But they ‘ ll have closed the flues."

"Not what I ‘ m planning."Harry stabbed his steal baton into the air."Just giving them a planetary house they can ‘ t ignore.

"What si-"

"Morsmordre !"

Harry was bathed in sickly green light as the spell erupted up the chimney. As it hit the sky Harry saw it blossom out and shape the glowing scull.

"There,"Harry grinned. The blood on his face and the lighting filtering down from above gave him the look of a overwhelm stiff."Now we can go."

"You ‘ re insane Harry."

"So I ‘ m told."
*


"Let me through !"Krum tried to push past the Gemini the Twins and was thrown back.

"Nope."

"I just vant to go to the bathroom."

"Nope."

"I vill not try to run !"

"Nope."George shrugged."Sorry pal."

"Don ‘ t you know who I am ?"

"Yep."Fred folded his arms."You ‘ re Viktor Krum."

"Quiditch hero."

"Triwizard champion."

"babe magnet."

"succeeder of enchantress Weekly's least charming smiling award."

"Helen Wills Moody bastard extraordinaire."

"Now ask who we are."

"You… you…."Krum spluttered incoherently."Who do you suppose you-"

"Glad you asked."George grinned."We are part of the marauders."

"We are Harry Potter."

"We are his eyes and ears."

"His good rightfulness hands."

"And if you think you ‘ re getting past us."George drew his wand."You ‘ ve got another thing coming."
*


"We have not found them master."Crabbe lowered his head in shame.

"Obviously you have not as they are not here."The night lord snarled and turned his wand on his cowering servant."Crucio !"

Snape tried to persist cold-eyed as the death feeder screamed in pain. It was far far harder than he remembered. He was very grateful of the mask that covered any slips in his expression.

"And you Lucius ?"The night Godhead turned on the blonde star."Surely they can not hide from you in your own place ?"

"I have asked the house elves to-"

"House elves ? planetary house elves ! You leave a task I gave you to house elves ? !"

Snape felt his stomach clench and sent a silent prayer that it was not him at the receiving end of that anger, or the punishment that followed it. Had it always felt like this ? Surely not… he remembered being almost eager for this work, gaining a sensation of triumph that he had hoodwinked the dark lord. Now he just felt affright, scared and small and frigid like a rat. He just wanted to get out.

"And you Severus…"

No…

"You who come crawling back to me late and unapologetic."

"I have explained Master-"

"And I have excepted your explanation."Dismissed with a undulation of his long pale helping hand."Or else you would not be here. I am not displeased that you can rest my spy in the order."

"I live to please you my lord."Oh lord let me give this piazza safely.

"And you have taught Harry Potter and the traitor Malfoy for the past four years."The dark overlord said thoughtfully."Where would they go ?"

"Malfoy I can not mouth to."Snape shook his headland."His defection came as a complete surprise to me-"No need to lie there."-so I do nor dare to portend his future tense actions."

"And Potter…"Impatient, soon to be anger.

"ceramicist is a rat. He will go to ground."Snape lied quickly."We have searched the secret passage but potter has also shown a preference for the rooftops-"and is not stupid enough to hide there where there is no escape."-we should check there."

"original !"Snape was interrupted as frantic wizard dashed in from the garden."The darkness marking has been cast !"

"What ! I gave no orders to cast the mark !"

So who… Oh smart boy. Snape felt the muscular tissue in his font vellication, wanting to break off into a goosey grin.

"original,"Snape felt those red eyes turn on him."thrower may have cast it himself to admonish the ministry. It is the sort of thing he would do."

"That…"The Dark Godhead looked almost affect."That is surprisingly resourceful."

"You are… pleased my lord ?"

"It is pleasing to suffer an opposer who is not an old fool."The dark nobleman smiled."I almost find young. And besides this is only one facet of my plan."

"My lord the ministry will-"Snape began but was cut off by a curt moving ridge of the dark lords cut hand.

"The ministry will happen us."The darkness lord looked off into the distance, his centre narrowing."Good."
*


"Thank you all for coming at such curt notice."Dumbledore was speaking from behind his desk looking out over the office."But the fact is that what I have feared has come to pass. Voldemort had returned."

The masses crowding the office didn't speak, didn't murmur, they had expected this. McGonagall shook her brain, if it wasn't for the horror of the spot it would almost be like old times.

"And Harry Potter and Mr Malfoy are both most likely in his clutches."Dumbledore shook his principal."We need to be ready as soon as we know where they are."

"How can we find him ?"mollie Weasley said from the spine of the room.

"Severus is trying to find out. If he can safely meet us he will."Dumbledore didn't stumble over the evasion.

"And if not ?"

"Shacklebolt is also looking into it."Dumbledore held up a hand to stop any foster protest."Now you all retrieve what to do. Be ready to exit the moment we get the word."

The room was filled with nervous shuffling and muttering as people began shucking off any lowering or restrictive clothing or transfiguring them into garments more suited to combat.

McGonagall herself checked that her hair was securely out of the way before casting some prophylactic charms against minor jinx. She glanced towards the room access to the tugboat. A vulture would undoubtedly be stationed outside, waiting for news. She thought of going out there, but what was the use if they knew nothing more.

"They know."Minerva turned to see the stock face of Mad Eye Moody."They ‘ re dependable kids."

"They know what ?"

"That we ‘ re doing everything we can."

"Are we ?"Minerva felt like a double-dealer for voicing that though.

"Can you think of anything else ?"Helen Wills Moody shook his head and sighed. He was leaning rather heavily on a cane. McGonagall had seen him when Longbottom had lead him up here. The auror had practically been leaning on the kid. Helen Wills Moody noticed her looking and growled."I ‘ m amercement. Nothing a little combat wo n't heal. warm up the old muscularity up."

"Surely you yourself don ‘ t intend to-"

"If we can drop back administrative official from their desks and homemaker from their kitchens and expect them to fight like aurors then this real auror is sure as blaze going too."Helen Newington Wills shook his promontory."We ‘ re not ready."

"We should be. We ‘ ve had months."

"well we ‘ re not. And it ‘ s too late now."Moody sighed."You think we ‘ re too old for this ?"

"If the old don't engagement it falls to the young."Minerva glanced back at the door, thinking of a little black-haired boy with too many cicatrix for his age."And none of us want that."

"Guess not."

"Minerva !"McGonagall turned to see Dumbledore behind her."Where is lupin ? I asked you to get him."

"It is full lunar month Albus."She saw a flicker of something strange cross the headmasters lined face."You knew that. Didn ‘ t you…"

McGonagall was interrupted by the radiance lynx that burst in through the wall of the office.

"The sinister print was raised over Malfoy Manor !"Shacklebolt sounded hurried."Aurors have already been dispatched."

"Fawkes !"Dumbledore held out his manus and the phoenix fluttered over onto it."Everyone conduct a tail feather. Be ready to fight the moment we arrive. Our primary project is to find Harry."

If he's still alive. Minerva found herself praying as she grasped a hanker feather.
*


Harry pushed the threatening wooden threshold open and felt the twist hit his face.

"We ‘ re out."Harry smiled as he leant against the doorframe, gulping in the night air.

"And you ‘ re walking on your own."Malfoy said encouragingly.

"Yeah."Harry rolled his eyes."springiness me a few Thomas More hours and I ‘ ll be running marathons."

"I was being sarcastic."

"Oh. So was I."

"I know."

"I was more obvious."Harry chuckled, then froze as he looked up at the sky."Oh shit."

"What ? Wha… Oh…"

The two teenager stared at the wax moon hanging just over the apparent horizon. Harry reacted first.

"Move !"Harry pushed Malfoy away from the room access and pushed it shut before slamming on three malefic locking charms and an eviler curse.

"My dad doesn't know about-"

"Doesn ‘ t need to."Harry cut him off."Johnny ‘ ll track us, probably already behind us."

As if on cue a boisterous bark sounded, echoing from deep down the tunnel.

"Then what do we do ?"Malfoy had his wand out and was backing away from the door.

"Run."Harry ignored the ache in his legs and started towards the border of the field of force and a modest stand of tree diagram."Maybe we can lose them."

"Lose a werewolf ? At night."Malfoy was easily keeping pace with him.

"We can try."

"We ‘ ll fail."

"Do you want to die right here ?"Harry hissed angrily."Fine, stoppage and get mauled !"

"We need a better plan."

"well we don ‘ t…"Harry shook his fountainhead."You ‘ re right. They can outrun us easily. We try to scarper this way we ‘ re dead."

"So what ?"

"I don't know !"Harry grabbed his chest as a stab of pain sensation shot through him."I don ‘ t know Malfoy… I ‘ m sorry."

Harry felt a shoulder joint pushed under his and allowed himself to be supported. They would go faster like this anyway. Wait…

"Malfoy you go."Harry felt the other teenager slack to a halt.

"What ?"

"If you drop me they ‘ ll find me. Take me back. Chance they ‘ ll ignore you."Harry let his foreland drop, he was just slowing them down."It ‘ s the trump chance for one of us to get out of this."

There was a foresighted moment of silence. All Harry could hear was the sound of his own tug breathing.

"Stupid Gryffindors."Malfoy muttered under his breath before yanking Harry forwards.

"Malfoy…"

"Don ‘ t say it again Harry ! Just don ‘ t !"Malfoy shook his head."We ‘ re getting out of this ! We have to because otherwise my founder ‘ s won. You understand me Harry ? And I didn ‘ t spit in the brass of the saturnine Maker just to see my Church Father win."

Harry let himself be led in silence. A twinkling of lighter came from behind them, lighting up the coloured discipline. Harry craned his cervix and saw the room access in the Hill glowing a syncope blue.

"How long do you think it ‘ ll take them to get through ?"Malfoy panted.

"Not long enough."Harry shook his school principal."We can ‘ t run. Won't work. We need to do something else."

"Like what ?"

"Like fight."

As Harry began explaining he saw Malfoy's expression go from hopelessness to a vicious grinning. They pushed further into the wood as another split second of twinkle slashed out behind them.
*


"What the hell was that ?"Auror Dawlish scowled.

"I didn ‘ t see anything ?"Jandred said irritably.

Idiot never see's anything. Tonks found herself thinking and only just stopped herself from saying it out loud. Instead she said,

"I saw it too Dawlish."

"Of course you did."Dawlish rolled his eyes as if he assumed she was lying."Just focus on the gate."

"Yes sir."Tonk's turned back to the gate of Malfoy manor, trying to dismiss the glowing scull in the sky. She tried the normal unlocking trance, not really expecting them to work.

"Oh move over."Dawlish pushed her out of the way."You ‘ ll never open it that way."

"I ‘ d just starte-"

"Quiet trainee."

Tonk's gritted her teeth. Whenever Dawlish called her trainee he made it sound like an insult.

"If you ‘ re not going to do anything useful you might as well investigate that light."Dawlish sneered."The one you saw."

"But sir the saturnine ma-"

"Probably vandals."Jandred shrugged.

"Sir ?"

"I gave you an order missy."Dawlish smiled at her."Go enquire the light. result this to us."

Tonk's didn't trustingness herself to utter. She just turned and apparated for the rough location of the Light. She appeared a few groundwork above the reason and fell backwards as she landed.

"Ow !"Tonk's picked herself up and looked around. It was obvious where the light had come from. There was a door lying on the floor, blown off its hinge. Tonk's lit her wand and glanced over the area of bare dirt around the rough burrow entrance. There were tracks all around, human and dog.

No… not dog.

Tonk's looked closelipped and cursed under her breathing space. Werewolf. And some of the early shoeprints looked like youngster. She sent a spray of red Dame Muriel Spark into the air and set off in the direction of the hunt. She ran as fast as she could through the tall forage and only slowed as she reached the edge of the trees.

She had to, or she'd have crashed into the demise eater.

Tonk's had her baton out and ready to unchurch before she realized he was in no shape to press. One of his branch was trapped in a bear ambuscade, he was writhing on the flat coat, his lip open to scream. Silenced she realized. Tonk's stunned him and conjured forget me drug to bind him just in event. Thomas More red sparks in the air, not that she thought they'd be heeded, and she picked her way deeper into the forest.

Not a international nautical mile further she found another. This one a tree had engulfed. Only his stage were visible, hanging limply. He was clearly absolutely, suffocated.

Tonk's swallowed and kept going, carefully.
*


"Do you consider Harry ‘ s alright ?"

"I don ‘ t know Herm."Padma shook her read/write head as she shepherded some first geezerhood towards their schoolfellow."I don ‘ t know."

"He usually gets out ok."Pavarti said with a weak smiling."I don ‘ t know… I just sort of always assumed he could survive anything."

"Everyone has limits. Even Harry."

"Then why has he never reached them ?"
*


Harry pushed open the obsolete farmhouse door and staggered inside.

"Razorcurse on the doormat."Malfoy said quickly, breathing in little gasp."Maybe collapse the lieu with them inside."

"No."Harry wrenched open a wardrobe and pushed it's depicted object on the flooring before shoving it against the door."We can thin them out with booby gob and torment but we ‘ ll have to fight them somewhere. Here ‘ s as good as anywhere. It ‘ s defensible, doesn ‘ t look like anyone lives here anymore."

"But Harry…"

"I ‘ d rather meet them on dry land I chose than in the middle of nowhere."Harry ducked into another room and pulled open a chest of drawers.

"What are you looking for ?"Malfoy was nervously eyeing the surrounding woods.

"Anything we can use."Harry leant against the doorcase before pushing away and looking in what looked like the bedroom."I don't even know… I ‘ m just keeping moving."

"Shall I block up the windows ?"

"Do it."Harry nodded."Add something foul if they try and get in. Then get upstairs."

"You think we can really get them ?"

"Hope so."Harry grinned evilly."I want to get me a wolfskin rug."
*


McGonagall fell out of the Phoenix fire and instantly became her cat form. After scanning around with senses far well than her own she transformed back and nodded to Dumbledore.

"Alastor in front line. Minerva, if you would support him up."Dumbledore motioned them forward."Kingsly, bring up the rear."

McGonagall let Moody pass in front of her, his eye whirling in its socket as he tried to take in everything. She knew her part and transformed again to watch him. Her raw ear picked up the other extremity of the parliamentary procedure following closing behind.

The gate of the manor was wide receptive. Minerva saw Helen Wills intermission and mutter a few spells before stepping cautiously over the doorstep. She slinked after him. They probably looked very often like Filch and Mrs Norris McGonagall realized.

The wide courtyard fanned out in front of them, a outflow quietly tinkling away in the marrow. There was a band of crushed rock around it, then grass, then flowerbed. She saw Helen Newington Wills instinctively move to the side where the shrubs would give him cover.

Smell…

McGonagall lifted her olfactory organ to try to nail it. Coming from the other side of the fountain. She pressed her belly down close to the crushed rock and slinked around the edge. She poked her fiddling flat head around the corner and saw black textile. Negro robed sprawled on the priming. Vacant expression. scepter fallen from outstretched hand. They were aurors, or had been. Her eye landed on the sand next to the bodies and she shied back in surprise. A wing condition was scratched there in the malicious gossip as if with a boot, a symbol the order used. She darted back in shock and transformed back.

"It ‘ s a trap !"She yelled, crouched behind the stonework."The auror's are suddenly ! He ‘ s-"

She was cut off as the jet exploded, throwing her to the level. She felt herself pulled sharply out of the way as the swearword began flying.
*


"Ferio !"Harry shot out a windowpane and ducked as the answering curse blew a chunk out of the wall. He looked across at Malfoy who was crouching under another window."How many of them are there ! ?"

"I don ‘ t know Potter I ‘ m not trying to consider them !"

"sod !"Harry popped up and aimed a spell at a temporary hookup of darkness before being thrown backwards as a fireball engulfed the window."Depulso flames !"

The fire exploded outwards and Harry was pretty sure he heard someone scream in painful sensation. Harry dashed to another gap in the rampart and shot a stunner at a crouching shape on the ground.

"I think there ‘ s five of them !"Malfoy shouted at him."Plus Greyback !"

Harry was about to serve but had to thrust himself forward as the unit back wall of the house was ripped away. He had to duck as a storm of spells flew at him from the now unprotected back. Harry looked back and grinned in sadistic joy as he aimed his wand at the floating wall.

"Finite !"The expanse of brickwork dropped and Harry heard someone cry out. A cry that ended in the crunch of Harlan Fiske Stone hitting Earth, and flesh."Got one !"

"At the expense of a wall !"

"Still got one !"Harry ducked behind a dresser and tried to push aside the way the base was slanting. Harry looked out in metre to see a digit trying to climb the staircase."Stupefy !"

The last feeder blocked his spell but Malfoy's caught him in the side and pitched him off the construction. Harry was about to yell something encouraging when he was driven to the trading floor by a falling ray. He looked up in prison term to stray out from under another. He looked up advance to see the red middle and hooked claws of the wolfman burrowing through the ceiling.

Harry raised his wand but was blown to the face as the assault from external stepped up.

"Draco little help !"Harry looked over but the blond boy was nowhere to be found."No no no…"

Harry clutched his baton and prayed as Greyback fell in front of him.
*


"Harry !"Draco tried to yell but was cut off as a strong arm wrapped around his head. His wand was pried from his digit as he was dragged backwards. He tried to struggle but he was lifted off the ground and carried. Draco kicked as intemperately as he could but his capturer only grunted. He felt the heat of the burning woodwind grow further away.

He was dumped, scepter less, onto the floor. He rolled and looked up at his kidnapper. His father.

"Church Father I-"

"Listen you fool."His father reached down and grabbed him by his hair."You have made a mockery of everything I taught you. You are a disgrace to the Malfoy name."

"No…"Dragon found himself trying to shake up his head.

"Shut up !"The Slytherin felt his jaw clamp shut. His male parent continued."You are a walking cadaver while you are within the dark Maker stretch. And whatever else you have done you are still my son. My only if heir."

"Father I-"

"You will go into hiding."Lucius continued hastily."You will go where he can not see you."

"No !"Malfoy found himself saying. Not as strongly as he'd have liked but still…"I won ‘ t go."

"This is not a game genus Draco !"His father cuffed him with the back of his hand, sprawling him on the floor."You must continue the kinfolk bloodline. Regain something out of the mess you have made of everything."

"I don ‘ t care !"

"Listen to me !"Lucius grabbed him by his ear and pulled him painfully to his human foot."I risk the dark nobleman ‘ s displeasure just by doing this much. You will obey me !"

"No ! Let me go !"Malfoy punched out blindly and felt his fist hit human body. He was dropped to the floor and tried to scramble away. There was a fallen death eater on the early English of the farmyard. His wand near his limp digit. Malfoy dashed towards it.

"Crucio !"

Malfoy felt pain beyond imagining. flaming ran up and down every nerve. How had Harry survived this ? Occlumency ! Malfoy tried to blank his mind but the torment was already over.

"Maybe now you will take heed to me !"His father yelled, the flames from the farmhouse painting his picket visage a demonic red."Maybe now you will-"

"Drop the wand !"

Both Malfoy's turned to the new vocalization coming from the edge of the forest.

"drop it now !"
*


Tonk's advanced on the end feeder. Trying to shift his attention from the kid onto her.

"Drop the wand or I ‘ ll be forced to hurt you."She tried to remember the demand phrasing the auror handbook had taught her but her mind was a lacuna."And pace away from the child."

"This is my son young lady."The death eater said with a smirk."I will check him how I see fit."

"Not with an unforgivable you won't."Without taking her eye's off him she dipped one hand into her air hole and pulled out her badge."You are under arrest for-"

"Avada Kedavra !"

Her preparation kicked in on instinct and she threw herself to the side. Her reply was in the air before she even hit the ground and it hammered her adversary back towards the farmhouse despite his raised shield.

Tonk's pushed herself up and ran between the death eater and the kid, who was still sprawled on the floor.

"give up !"She yelled."more aurors are coming !"

The death feeder responded with a barrage of curses that she was forced to give earth to counter.

"Reducto !"Tonks blew up the ground near his base and saw him stagger away, blinded."Stupefy !"

"Protego !"He cast blind but it worked, making her duck to ward off her own while."Crucio !"This one went encompassing and she grinned, this was almost over.

"Imperio !"

It caught her by surprise. The while taking her over, covering her. She tried to fight it off but it was useless. She could already see his scepter coming back up. It was an old wickedness wizard trick, the next patch would be-

"Avada K-"

"Expelliarmus !"The turn hit the death eater from the face and threw him into the side of the farmhouse. Already weakened beyond repair the bulwark caved in, burying the death feeder in rubble. With a horrific clangor the rest of the house teetered, then fell sideways, almost like it was folding. As it crashed to the earth a huge swarm of dust was thrown up, covering everything.

Tonk's looked in the focal point the spell had come from. The boy was standing there, the wand of the fallen dying eater in hired hand. His face contorted in horror.

"Father…"He ran to the side of the junk pile and began levitating huge lump of brickwork off."Father I didn ‘ t mean…"He stopped and stumbled back, tripping over a sway and falling to the ground.

From where she was Tonks could just see what he could. The death eater she had fought, with a opus of wood authorise through his chest of drawers. Dead.

The boy was shaking, his hands clasped over his mouth. Tonk's was about to go to him when something shifted in the pile of rubble. A beam was pushed aside and a disheveled pattern crawled out from under it, his finger's breadth barely managing to find purchase as it clawed its way free.

"Harry !"The boy was up on his feet and running towards the material body. He managed to have the rest of the debris off the one called Harry and pulled him away from the wreckage. Tonk's watched as he leant him up against a careen."Harry are you ok ?"

"Fine."Harry croaked, his hide covered in Black person ash."Just fine. Need water."

The boy conjured some and doused Harry with it, making him look almost human being. Tonk's jumped as the water revealed a scar on his forehead. Could it be that Harry ?

"This is blood."The other boy was saying."Did greyback get you did-"

"Nah,"Harry waved a char hand."I ‘ m an old helping hand at the werewolf fighting thing."

"Is he suddenly ?"

"If he ‘ s not he ‘ s got the longest, most invisible, cervix in the world."Harry grinned, his teeth were stained with blood.

"Are you sure you ‘ re ok ? Harry look the aurors are here."The other boy said encouragingly."We ‘ re safe. We ‘ re alright we can go back-"

"No !"Harry grabbed the other boy's arm."What you need to do is give pseudo of us !"

"What ? I don't unders-"

'' I need you to cook role player corpses so it looks like we 're utter ! ``

'' W ... Why ? ``

"Because I worked it out. Who it is."Harry was talking fast now, his eye desperate."Who killed Fleur. Who tried to kill Helen Newington Wills. Who put my epithet in the cup in the firstly place. It ‘ s so simple it all comes down to the map. So dim-witted I should have… Dumbledore should have… Anyone could have worked it out ! Even worse if he ‘ s smart, and I know he is, I know what he ‘ ll try to do next."

"But why do I have to make fak-"

"Because right now he thinks he ‘ s safe."Harry grabbed the early son berm."And a man's life history is at stake along with the rest. He thinks he ‘ s safety but if we survive he won't so he ‘ ll move him and we won't find him. That ‘ s why we have to die Draco. We have to die."

"I…"The boy Dragon paused, the flames of the electrocution business firm still popping in the night."I can ‘ t do it."

"Malfoy you ha-"

"I know what you ‘ re asking I just can ‘ t."Draco shook his principal."That kind of transfig if beyond me. I can ‘ t do it."

"I can."Tonks'voice caught in her throat. Why had she said that ? The two boys turned to her. Harry's eyes wide as if only now really noticing she was there.

"Who the pit are you ?"Harry tried to stand but collapsed back on the floor."And why are you purple ?"

"I ‘ m Tonks. Auror Trainee Tonks. Hi !"She made a sort of waving. It was a unusual introduction, amidst bodies and a burn house.

"You know her ?"Harry turned to Malfoy, clearly confused.

"She tried to fight…"Malfoy swallowed and glanced towards the dilapidation."She agitate them."

"You trust her ?"

"wellspring I think."Malfoy glanced at her squinting."I think she ‘ s my cousin."

What ! Tonks'jaw dropped.

"Well well well."Harry grinned his bloody smile again."I guess we need three bodies."



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"We found them near the ruins of a house nearby."Shacklebolt said tonelessly.

McGonagall felt something break inside her and she squeezed her eyes tight shut against the tears.

"There was one of my Trainees there too. Nymphadora Tonks."

"I remember her."Minerva murmured.

"It looked like she was caught by greyback."Kingsley shook his forefront."Perhaps a blessing she died."

"Never say that !"Moody snapped. Shacklebolt flinched, then nodded,

"We found Potter in the wreckage and Malfoy a few yards away."Shacklebolt continued."It looks like he got out of the wreckage but someone cursed him and…"He shook his head sadly.

Molly Weasley was sobbing, her married man trying to console her. The eternal rest of the Holy Order was locked in mum grief, avoiding one another's gazes as eye grew red.

"They went down fighting though."Kingsleys mystifying voice, usually so still, now sounded funereal."Did better than us really. Found Cramore stunned in the forest, Kirrimson was beat nearby. We pulled what was left of Greyback and Malf… Lucius Malfoy from the wreckage. Two were stunned behind the home Gibbon and Goyle, one other dead and cauterise beyond recognition. We ‘ re working on identifying him."

"Those youngster leave three stunned and four dead."Helen Wills Moody took a longsighted drag from his hip flask."And we walk straight into a gob and get sent base with our tails between our legs."

"We ‘ re still alive."McGonagall was shocked to find those tidings slipping from her lips.

"Wish it were the early way round."Moody grimaced.

"What do we do now ?"Dadelus said looking to Dumbledore.

Dumbledore said zero. He was just sitting at his desk, staring into space.

"Dumbledore ?"

Fawkes hopped off his rod and flapped down to bring on the desk. The phoenix nuzzled up against Dumbledore ‘ s brass, trilling softly. The old schoolmaster slowly raised his head.

"We go on."Dumbledore's words were hollow out in the tacit elbow room."We go on."

"Specifically ?"An acrid interpreter said from the doorway. Snape was standing there, looking more than a small haggard.

"Severus why are you here ?"Dumbledore asked angrily.

"I am here because the dark Creator ordered me to be."Snape strode forward."Shall I remind you, lest the details have slipped your idea, that he believes I am his spy."

"I had not forgotten that."The headmaster said evenly.

"Good. Now specifically what are we going to do ? Other than ‘ go on ‘."

"A little respect Severus."Arthur Weasley said from the former side of meat of the room."Harry thrower is short and-"

"I am aware of that."Snape cut in."The cataclysm of three young lifespan snuffed out is not lost on me. But what you all seem to have ignored is that they have given us a gift as they went. They struck the shadow Maker forces a leaden blast, their Book of Numbers and morale have suffered thanks to our champions and we should not let that forfeit simply go away. We need to use this fourth dimension to mobilise our force. We can bring the ministry to heel, two respected aurors saw the expiry eaters and five people are perfectly. Including the boy who lived. They can not ignore that. We can either accept that Harry is gone and use his death as a accelerator to cement the ministry behind us or we can sit here and wallow in guilt."

Snape's lip snapped shut and he stared down the master who returned the regard evenly.

"We can not use Harry ‘ s death as a political bargaining chip."Albus said, a veiled threat in his words."It is sick to even suggest it."

"Oh please,"Snape scoffed."It's is simply a way to an end. Harry himself would feature been for it."

Probably avowedly, Minerva admitted to herself. How did she find about this plan ? It chilled her to her very nitty-gritty to think about it. Making Harry a sufferer was an insult to him. But if it ensured that the ministry was working with them instead of at hybridisation design like in the finally war…

"I will not allow Harry's forfeiture to be used this way."

"It is not yours to allow."Snape shook his pass."The seer will get the floor Oklahoman or later. Do you think Fudge, beset as he is by scandals, will not try to use it to his advantage ? All we can do is do so first."

Dumbledore's oral cavity snapped shut. Minerva, and everyone else in the elbow room, could see that he'd been backed into a corner.

"It is wrong."Dumbledore murmured softly."We will regret doing this."

"Not as much as if we don't do it."

"I know."Albus was once again staring into space, seemingly lost in his own mind."We go to the ministry. molly, Chester Alan Arthur if you would take on the undertaking of informing Harry ‘ s supporter ?"

"Of course of study Albus."Arthur nodded.

"Minerva, Kingsley, Alastor and Severus, we should go for the ministry. The rest of you, go home. I am certain that we will meet again soon."As the society began to move the door outburst open to reveal Bartemius Crouch.

"Is it true ?"The unco excited man asked."They are saying that Potter and the Malfoy boy are dead and that the dark Divine has returned. Is it true ?"

"It is."Dumbledore said simply.

"Then… what you have been saying all year…"Crouch bowed his head."If only we had listened."

"It would have made short difference."

"But it would have made some."Crouch looked up."Are you going to the ministry ?"

"We are."

"Then so am I."
*


Harry felt like he was being passed through an intestine. The squeezing-pressing-rippling from every incline hit every bruised and battered part of his body. Which right now was most of him. He dropped onto rug and felt somebody lift him up and lay him gingerly on a couch. Tonks'lounge he assumed, mostly because it was pink.

"So that was apparation was it ?"Harry coughed painfully."It felt a bit like being born."

"Don ‘ t try to talk Harry."Tonks began running her wand up and down his arms. She grimaced as she saw equipment casualty under his peel."You ‘ re too badly injured Harry. You need St Mungos."

"Just get me walking. We don ‘ t have time for more anyway."Harry twitched with Major uneasy Department of Energy, or minor brain damage."We have to get going."

"Harry a edifice fell on you, don ‘ t be a complete idiot."Malfoy said, pushing a glassful of weewee into Harry's charred hand."Besides, you already died once today."

"We ‘ ve got no time to waste."Harry shook his head."They ‘ re probably already moving. We should- OW !"

"Sorry !"Tonks shrugged and grinned impishly."Had to pop your berm back in. Get gear up for the ribs…"

Harry bit down hard as his ribs snapped back into shape one by one. He felt his mitt shakiness and urine spatter everywhere. He just lay back and tried not to scream as respective constituent of his body were patched up. He looked away, despairing for something to disquiet him. His eyes found Dragon, hovering nearby. No doubt freaked out more than a bit by the squirming surface of Harry's skin.

"How are you holding out ?"Harry asked through gritted teeth.

"How am I-"

"I mean about your father."Harry closed his eye as the cutis on his ripe leg began to bubble."How are you dealing ?"

"I ‘ m…"Malfoy sighed."I ‘ m trying not to think about it. I… I killed my own father."

"You had to."Harry winced."He woulda killed you."

"No. He wouldn ‘ t."Malfoy sounded sorry. Harry opened his heart. His ally was crouched on the trading floor with his genu drawn up to his chin."He was trying to write me from the dark lord. He was going to obscure me. Even though he would have risked his place in the dark lord ‘ s roach, maybe even his life, to do it. He was trying to look after me."

"That's bollock, he used an inexcusable on you."Tonks said from near Harry's feet."Did you hear him ? ‘ Family line ‘ and all that. He wasn ‘ t trying to save up you. He was just looking after the family name."Tonks broke off then popped up, looking contrite."Sorry, didn't mean it like that."

"It ‘ s alright."Draco said quietly. He had drawn his knees up closer to his chest.

"Draco come on."Harry reached out with his newly repaired arm and tipped Malfoy's capitulum back up."This is a completely screwed up situation. You want to hide. Unfortunately I need to make unnecessary the earth again and I need your supporter. So you have thirty endorsement to be emo in then we ‘ re back to business."

"You ‘ re a bastard Harry."Malfoy shook Harry's hand away.

"I ‘ m not. I ‘ m just in a hastiness. Alright that ‘ s enough."Harry pushed off the couch and stood. His body… sort of worked."We ‘ re going now."

"You ‘ re still not better you idiot."Tonks snapped at him."You need to rest !"

"I ‘ ll rest when I ‘ m dead."

"You are dead."Malfoy pointed out acidly.

"Only temporarily"Harry drew out his stolen sceptre and grinned."Now lets go break in Thomas More ribs. Preferably not mine."
*


The news had apparently already fan out to the wizarding world and the foyer of the ministry was packed with people. As the order of magnitude appeared in a fireplace it set off a ripple of the great unwashed that ended with a splash as somebody tripped into the fountain. The sound was barely audible over the screaming riotous noise coming from the crowd.

Riotous… that was the Son wasn't it. Snape thought as Dumbledore prestiged his way through the crowd. It was nearing a riot, when you pushed this many multitude together, gave them a reason to hate, to rage… this could go violent.

A glance at the former order fellow member showed him that they realized it too. They had instinctively pulled together defensively. Dwight Lyman Moody's eye was virtually a blur, searching out threats.

Snape even saw that some of the crew had conjured notice or simply burnt their ill into the air. Cornelius Fudge's name figured prominently, and not in a flattering light.

The order reached the elevators, a band of aurors looking unquiet around them. It took Snape a moment to realize that they were actually having to book a shield in place to keep the gang back. Dumbledore stepped forward and gestured to be let through. The brain auror, shake up his head.

"Can ‘ t let anyone through."The grey haired man shouted over the noise of the crew."Orders of the Wizengamot."

"Of which I am head."Dumbledore seemed to have no difficulty making herself heard."I do not think it was in the heart of their orders to keep myself, two decorated aurors, a department top dog and two Hogwarts instructor from entering."

"I can not leave anyone to enter."

"Oh… That ‘ s unfortunate."Dumbledore drew his wand and tapped the ward lightly. It dissolved. The edict pushed forward ahead of the puppy love of masses and got into the rhytidectomy. Kingsley jammed the grating shut just before the push crashed against it. One of the aurors was thrust into the metal bars. Snape saw him talk ‘ help oneself me'as the raising slid up and away.

Snape tried to breath evenly. The urge to butterfly the push for level nine was surprisingly secure. Snape felt a footling groan as the ski tow rose further away from the department of whodunit and up towards the offices of the minister.

"Do we actually have some kind of plan ?"Snape said over the clanking machine.

"We will have to estimate the situation."Dumbledore said after an uncomfortable pause.

Oh how I wish I was on level nine.

"I think we can safely assume what that the state of affairs is."Snape saw level four scrape past, government agency prole stared into the passing facelift. The hope in their centre as they saw the headmaster was palatable."The Wizengamot will experience heard that bunch out there and be looking to save their own skins. They will no doubt be politely throwing Fudge to the wolves. And why not ? He ‘ s had it coming all year."

"Instability is hardly what we need right now."Minerva commented.

"And you think Fudge is what we need ?"

"Fudge has let Rome burn."Crouch said with dark-skinned ira."We can not allow him to remain in office."

"You are not in the order."Snape snapped at him.

"And you are not in the Wizengamot."He retorted.

"But I am."Dumbledore said quietly.

"So what do you purport we do ?"Snape eyed the brass instrument needle of the lift as it clicked towards one.

"If Fudge is prepared to admit what has happened we should try to avoid a the shock of a new minister."Dumbledore had his eyes closed, he looked hackneyed."If not… we shall see…"

The lift clicked up in quiet. Dumbledore's lips were moving soundlessly, twitchingly.

"Would you be government minister ?"Shacklebolt voiced the mum question.

Click… click…

"… too many mistakes. All wrong…"Dumbledore muttered under his breathing time. He seemed to be swaying with the movement of the lift. His optic were still tight shut."I should never…"Dumbledore trailed off, leaning against the metal of the wall.

The others in the lift shared shocked glance. Crouch had his hands to his face in electric shock and Moody, for once, had both heart fixed on one place. Their leader, apparently broken down. The heave jerked to a plosive and a niggling bell dinged. No one moved.

Snape bent down in straw man of the headmaster, putting their faces level.

"We ‘ re here Albus."He said sharply. The old mans middle flickered open.
*


"Harry ‘ s… dead ?"Hermione shook her head."No…"

"The aurors said it was quick."Mrs Weasley was sat across the table from them in an unused classroom."He didn't suffer."

"Liar."Ginny hissed with surprising anger.

"Ginny ! I know you ‘ re an-"

"Any way Harry would go down wouldn ‘ t be quick."Neville agreed.

"What really happened ?"Padma pressed.

"He…"molly Weasley looked down, her hands silently running up and down the edge of her robe. When she began speaking again it was softly."He was buried under a farmhouse. He fought off seven of them and left them dead or stunned. He went down like a champion. His parents would have… would accept been so…"

"Angry."Padma broke in, grinding her teeth."Angry that Draco sold him out like that."

"Don't you dare say such things !"Mrs Weasley's forefront jerked up and she shouted. Hermione could see her centre red with split."The Malfoy boy died too. It looked like they escaped together. Who knows how many of those seven were him !"

Hmm…. Hermione felt a light come on in her heading. But if they didn't know…

"He crawled out of the wreckage. Probably looking for assistant !"

Maybe…

"And mortal cursed him for it !"

Who ? And why didn't they-

"I…"Padma stepped back."I… I didn ‘ t know."

"We ‘ ll you shouldn't have judged."Molly took out a hankie and patted her oculus."They took their physical structure to St Mungo ‘ s. You can chatter if you want. I know how-"

"Wait… Um Mrs Weasley."Hermione raised her handwriting un instinct before realizing that it looked stupid."What do you mean looked like ?"

"What ?"

"You said it looked like they escaped together."

"fountainhead no one saw them obviously. The aurors only got there later."

"Who killed them ?"She pressed hurriedly.

"Miss granger that macabre tal-"

"Please !"Hermione pleaded. Out of the corner of her eye she saw Padma sit bolt upright. She'd got it too.

"We don ‘ t know."mollie Weasley was obviously very hot and bothered."They had obviously left by that time."

"Without taking their injured with them ?"

"Well…"Mrs Weasley went silent as she searched for the reply."Maybe they were scared off."

"Herm…"George said excitedly."You ‘ re not thinking that Harry-"

"Well doesn't it sound just like him ?"Hermione said with a broad grin.

"What are you lot talking about ?"Ron asked, confused. Hermione ignored him

"Mrs Weasley, where is everything happening."On seeing the elderly woman's confused verbal expression she elaborated."Where is the… the focal point of all the stuff going on now."

"fountainhead the ministry but-"

"Then that ‘ s where we need to be."
*


Dumbledore nodded and stepped slowly out of the lift. Took a trench intimation and seemed to unfluctuating himself.

"Albus if you are not up to this-"

"I am delicately Severus."

Snape let the old wizard go ahead. He was pushed aside a moment later as Crouch pushed yesteryear, a look of utter determination on his face. Snape and the other three remaining order penis shared a worry glance.

"well fare on then."Minerva broke the silence and strode forward. Snape followed her out of the lift and into the long veranda, the long walk to the agency of the parson of magic.

One position was loose bay Windows ( not real ones of class ) filling the rouge-carpeted residence with blazing sunlight. On the other side was a progress of life sized portraiture, one for each past minister of magic. A walk through chronicle from the very first minister of religion of magic Janakarah the sorcerer to the in style in the scrunch figure of minister Bagnold. Corpulent and useless most of them, the few with any acquisition had used it for there own benefit. When Fudge stepped down or died the corridor would be extended and one more painting would be hung.

Snape had never been here before. But anyone who actually paid attention in history of magic knew about the famous hall.

There was a sinister edge to the air and Snape had trouble placing it until they passed the 1500s and the portrait of Fenchurch the sickly. There was the auditory sensation of raised voices coming from the far end of the corridor, the end with the minister's office.

"Hyenas."Snape muttered."Can hear them feasting."

"I thought they were wolves."Dwight Lyman Moody muttered from behind him.

"Of class,"Snape sneered."My changing metaphor is the most significant thing happening here."

"Harry trusted you."Moody said quietly. Snape started and almost missed a whole step. That had come out of the blue.

"Your stop ?"Snape asked, to buy time.

"Why ?"

"Why do you involve to be intimate ?"

"Answer the bloody question."

"His reasons were his own and it seems rather donnish at this point."Snape pettifoggery back.

"I should ‘ ave looked out for him better."Moody shook his head."He saved my life."

"The past tense is meaningless."Snape held his oral sex up and took a deeply breath."regret are natural, and only right given the circumstances. Allowing them to paralyse us however is not. That is the big thing we could do."

"Who are you talking about ?"Dwight Lyman Moody asked shrewdly."You ? … Me ? … mortal else here ? …"

"All of us."Snape replied acidly, then sighed."superstar spend too much clock time sustenance in the past."

"That doesn't auditory sensation like something you ‘ d say."Moody grunted in surprise.

"It ‘ s not."Snape looked over at the yawp auror."It was something Harry said. And it ‘ s the answer to your succeeding question."

"Which is ?"

"Why did I trust him."Snape took another breath. He felt a lump climbing his throat and squashed it down."We ‘ re here."

The monastic order came to a stoppage before the grueling door. The modest secretarial desk beside it was empty, the usual auror safeguard were gone too. With all the yelling it sounded like a quidditch match was being held on the other slope of the room access. One where both incline were loosing.

"We shall see what they ‘ re saying."Dumbledore waved one manus and the studded room access began to moan inwards. As the decree came into view the yelling subsided into secrecy. Snape could see what looked like the integral c crowded around the mahogany desk in the center of the room. A beleaguered looking Fudge had frozen with his hands out in front of him. Caught in mid excuse. The Wizengamot made a way them as Dumbeldore walked slowly forward towards the pastor desk. The Headmaster cleared his pharynx."Cornelius, you must know-"

"You are a shame !"All center turned to Crouch as he interrupted the old mavin, his mustache quivering as he shook with rage."You are a disgrace Cornelius ! How dare you sit up here while Voldemort rises ?"

"But Barty I-"

"SILENCE !"Flecks of spit flew from Crouch's mouth."The boy who lived is dead ! The heir of a prominent wizard class is dead ! One of our own aurors is utterly ! The hotshot of Beauxbattons is utter ! Three innocent lives lost and you sit here desperately trying to preserve your own hide. How dare you ! ?"

"There was nothing I could do !"

"If you had listened to Dumbledore we could have stopped this."Crouch smashed his fist down onto the desk."Instead you were embezzling !"

"I never-"

"Whoring !"

"Accusations-"

"And securing a cushy job for your cousin !"

"Rupert is qualified for-"

"SHUT UP !"Fudge flinched back from the onslaught of Barty Crouch."I call an quick confluence of the Wizengamot !"

"Why ?"Fudge spluttered.

"I call a vote of no confidence."The way gasped at Crouch's words."I call for the immediate removal of Minister Cornelius Fudge !"
*


"How much longer Harry ?"Malfoy hissed down the dark stone footmark of the cellar.

"I don't know Dracs why don't you keep interrupting so ‘ s I don't feel lonely."Harry's sarky voice filtered up from the darkness. Still with the distinguishable boundary of weakness and hurting. Dragon looked over at Tonks who was guarding the threshold from the early side. She gave a harried shrug.

Malfoy tried to envisage what this was like for her, caught up in Harry's plan like a leaf on the confidential information. Not unlike him really. Harry tended to sweep people along. But you couldn't say no really, not when you saw what he himself was going through. Draco could see him down there now, propped up against a wall breaking down bed after layer of wards on the door beyond. The doorway that was banded with iron, smelt like a cesspool and that had made Tonks curse like a sailor when Harry lit it up with a revealo.

"Am I really your cousin ?"Tonks whispered across the doorway.

"If your mother was Andromeda Black."Malfoy hissed back, still watching his side of the corridor.

"Yeah… wow."Tonks sounded distant."I mean I knew you existed my mum told me."

"My mother didn ‘ t. I found an old interlingual rendition of the family line Sir Herbert Beerbohm Tree that still had Pieris japonica on it."Malfoy was one of the few the great unwashed who knew why the main family tree arras was so fancifully decorated. Every Dragon, swan and oak Sir Herbert Beerbohm Tree covered the name of someone who had proved undesirable to the family line. Andromeda Tonks was a vase of tulips."I found out the rest from report at school."

"Nothing good I hope."

"Oh please,"Malfoy rolled his heart."From what I hear your mischief was prosaic at best."

"What !"

"Me and Harry pranked each other worsened over breakfast."

"Those weren ‘ t pranks."Harry called out from below."That was guerilla warfare."

"What's a gorilla got to do with it ?"Malfoy's hilltop furrowed and he heard both Harry and Tonks stifle chuckles."well I always thought you weren't homo but…"

"Muggle thing."Tonks grinned."Sorry little cousin !"

"Little c- !"Malfoy snarled and turned back to watching his corridor. The seconds ticked on as Harry mumbled and cursed from down in the cellar.

Suddenly Malfoy's wand jerked in his hand. He glanced over at Tonks and saw her looking down at hers too.

"The doors…"She whispered reaching into her sac. She drew out a low mirror and snapped it open. Even Malfoy could see the dark hooded figures growing closer."Death eaters. They ‘ re coming."

"Harry !"Malfoy turned and hissed down."They ‘ re coming ! We need to hide !"

"Can ‘ t stop."Harry's horse vocalization breathed back."Too many threads. If I let it unloose I ‘ ll never get it back."

"There ‘ s four of them !"Tonks hissed down, glancing down at the mirror."We can't take-"

"You know where they ‘ re heading."Harry said quickly."They're coming here. Go back to that big corridor with the armour. Set a cakehole like in the woods."

"Harry…"

"They won ‘ t be expecting us to be here. Any you can ‘ t catch just hit them when they ‘ re panicked."

"There are five of-"

"I can't leave !"Harry sounded panicked."You're an auror and a champion. You two need to do this."

"He ‘ s right."Tonks was nodding, her hair turning a stealthy black."Let ‘ s go cuz."

Malfoy glanced down the coloured stairway as he followed the crouching girl. She was slipping professionally along the wall, her wand leading. Draco looked down at his own scepter, it's tip was shaking. He looked down further and saw that his helping hand was drenched in sweat.

"Useless."He shook his psyche and gripped the wand tighter.
*


"Apposed to the removal of Cornelius Fudge, twenty."

court ten held its breath.

"In favour of the removal of Cornelius Fudge. twenty nine."The dry court stenographer cleared his pharynx."One abstained."

Snape felt his fingernails unclench from the chair.

"It ‘ s done."

"Is this good for us ?"Kingsley asked softly."It should be, but it feels like it was not."

"It depends on what happens next."Minerva was sitting ramrod straight person."Who steps in to make full his place."

"I wonder if it does."Snape murmured."Something look wrong."

"He ‘ s right."Helen Wills growled under his breather."Someone ‘ s toying with us."

"Who ?"

"If I knew that I wouldn ‘ t be sitting here."Dwight Lyman Moody was twitching, his eye whirling in its socket.

"I nominate Garcia Grechkoff !"A Charles Grey haired beldam in the purple gown of the Wizengamot shouted. A few hotshot nodded thoughtfully, others booed.

"Who is he ?"Snape hissed.

"Department of Magical Yransportation."Moody rattled off."Bought off by Nimbus."

"If he's undefendable to bribes by companies he may be opened to corrupt by death eaters."Minerva shook her head.

"But we don't know."Snape cursed.

"His gran is a muggleborn."Shacklebolt rumbled."Could keep him on our side."

"But we don't know."

"I nominate Deloris Umbridge !"A portly man yelled to universal hissing.

"conclusion to Fudge. They won ‘ t chose her."Helen Newington Wills shook his head.

"And everyone knows that."Snape snapped, glaring at the man who had yelled."So why suggest her ?"He tried to becharm the man's oculus but had no luck.

"I nominate Urstwise Innisting !"

"Champion of anti-werewolf legislation."Moody sneered.

"This is madness."Snape struck the arm of his chair.

"I nominate Barty Crouch !"

The room went tacit for a moment, then erupted in cheers.
*


"It ‘ s set."Tonks hissed."Get back."

Malfoy nodded and shot behind a pillar just as the heavy doors to the Charles Martin Hall slammed open.

"Can't believe we ‘ ave to do this."A throaty grumbling voice said loudly."gnu goat ‘ out his trash."

"Let ‘ s just get on with it."Another vox grumbled as they came nearer.

genus Draco could see their wand Light growing brighter. As soon as they crossed the line… Dragon gripped his scepter tightly. The yap would get all of them, why wouldn't it ? He tried to breath evenly, the footstep drawing closer and closer…

gingersnap ! A burst of brightness level filled the corridor and Draco heard cries of pain.

"Stupefy !"Tonks voice cried out.

A flash lamp of red pierced the blinding gabardine. Draco jerked to aliveness, he was supposed to be helping ! He spun out from behind the mainstay while going down on one knee. There was a vague dark shape in nominal head of him, stumbling blindly forward.

"Stupefy !"The human body dropped.

"Stupefy !"Tonks yelled again. A thump told Draco that she had hit home.

Draco aimed blindly into the brightness and fired off a few Sir Thomas More mantrap. He kept firing even while the sunburst faded to a bust and finally popped into mist. The trading floor and walls were cracked and pitted with the go and the paries right near the bang were still cracked and sizzling. The death eaters were sizzling too, the skin on their faces was cracked and blistered from the oestrus and one looked like his gown had actually caught fire. Probably the one that had tripped the trap.

Draco breathed a sigh of backup, it had worked. Tonks had insisted on using something nonfatal, against his indirect request. He had even had to debate her up to this.

"Where ‘ s the fifth one ?"Tonks'voice cut into his caput. She was still crouched by her pillar, remaining covered.

"What ?"Dragon scanned the bodies again. One… two… three… four… Oh merlin !"Are you sure there were five ?"Draco asked desperately.

"Definitely."Tonks stood and moved cautiously forward."You sure there weren ‘ t any other itinerary down to the cellar."

"I think… yes."genus Draco swallowed."Maybe the last one ‘ s watching the entering ?"

"livelihood watch."Tonks ordered him as she snapped open her short mirror, then flicked it closed again."No."

Draco glanced around, there was nowhere to shroud at this point in the corridor other than the pillars they had used. That was why they had chosen it.

"You go back to Harry."Tonks waved him back."I ‘ ll sniff him out. He ‘ s got to be between here and the main entrance."

"I'm coming with you."Draco tried not to cringe at the shudder in his interpreter."I can help you."

"There might be another way around."Tonks said hurriedly."You should go look after Harry."

"You ‘ re making excuses."genus Draco challenged."Harry can take care of himself."

"You think I can ‘ t ?"

"You think I can't ?"Draco challenged.

"Fine, we can both take aid of ourselves."Tonks hissed angrily."Except Harry who should be on living support right now. Let me spell this out, kid, Go Protect Harry ! If he dies for real everything we ‘ ve done is wretched !"

"I…"Draco bit back a nasty retort. She was right."Fine you win. Have fun."He turned and stalked back past the stunned ace. He realized he was being stupid but he wouldn't give her the satisfaction of admitting it.

He stopped near the end of the corridor. He was being stupid, worse he was being chesty. He was being a Malfoy. He turned and called out.

"Ton…"Malfoy felt his throat freeze up."… ? … !"He tried to move, his metrical unit felt like they were bolted to the floor. In fact… his whole soundbox was paralyse ! Malfoy tried desperately to move… speak… mold a spell… anything that would draw attention.

The air in battlefront of him rippled. A bit later a skein of malarkey was pulled aside and Malfoy saw the smirking face of Locusta Sanies. He put one blistered finger to his sass, glanced down the corridor at Tonks and grinned before sliding the nothingness back and disappearing.

No no no no no !

He watched as Tonks slid further away and his minds eye filled in the space in between with a still hunt public figure growing ever closer. He felt the wand still clutched in his hired man, still giving out a wan light. Malfoy tried to scream a patch, if he could handle to do it wordlessly he could still monish her.

"Stupefy !"He yelled through gritted tooth and blunt lips. aught happened, he tried it again. Nothing.

Don't do it that way, Malfoy tried to tranquilize down. You didn't do silent magic by forcing it through closed sassing, you just thought it.

Stupefy.

Again.

Stupefy !

Malfoy was rocked on his immobile feet as a nebulizer of red sparks spat weakly from the end of his wand.

"Kid ?"Tonks phonation carried from the former end of the G. Stanley Hall."You still there ?"

Stupefy !

Another sprayer of sparks.

"I told you to go aid Ha-"Malfoy saw her frost as she took in his immobile state then whip her sceptre around and yell."Harenosus !"

A tornado sprang out of her outstretched wand spraying Amandine Aurore Lucie Dupin out. For a bit it outlined a design. Malfoy saw Tonks'eye spring wide open.

"Crucio !"

Tonks sprang to the side as the enchantment whistled past her and threw something dark and red back. It missed and hit the bulwark. The pink haired auror glanced around sharply, the anatomy had disappeared into nothingness again.

"Haren-"

"Avada Kedavra !"Dragon felt his pump hit his throat but Tonks hit the storey and the enchantment sailed over her head.

"Augmenta !"She yelled and gripped her wand with both hands as a powerful jet of water supply shot out and light upon Locusta, outlining him in shining droplets and toppling him over onto the floor.

"Stupefy !"Tonks yelled at the prone design and the forcefulness behind the spell was so expectant that it slid him across the floor and out of his cloak.

She summoned his verge and walked over to him, checked that he really was stunned, before grabbing the cloak off the floor and running over to Draco.

"Finite !"

Dragon felt his body sag and staggered before his muscleman caught up with him and brought him back upright.

"Thank you."

"Thanks for the warning."Tonks shrugged.

"Aw… you two have been bonding."A sarcasm drifted from behind Dragon and he spun to see Harry leaning tiredly against the doorframe.

"Did you unfold it ?"Tonks asked breathlessly.

"We got want we came here for."Harry grinned and pushed himself upright, wincing in pain."Now lets get to the ministry. I feel a denouement coming."
*


"Children be reasonable."Arthur Weasley was saying."We need to get you back to Hogwarts."

"He ‘ ll be here."Hermione said definitely, standing up on the edge of the outflow to get a better look around."He has to be."

"I know you feel like he has to be alive."The Weasley paterfamilias shook his head."But denying it isn ‘ t going to-"

"Harry ‘ s died before dad."Ginny pointed out stretching up on tiptoes."Twice."

"You were even there one of the times Mr Weasley."Neville said reasonably."You both were."

"They found his body."Mrs Weasley grabbed Ginny and lifted her, kicking and struggling, off the natural spring."We are leaving now. We should never have got come he-"

"The telephone set box !"Parvati yelled and pointed. various other people in the bunch turned as the glass box descended and slew unfastened revealing three chassis inside.

"It ‘ s Dumbledore."Hermione breathed, not wanting to give away that a little spark of hope had just been extinguished.

"Hey didn ‘ t he already come through ere ?"person in the bunch muttered as the old genius walked calmly towards the lift.
*


"Oh Hell no !"The bruised auror yelled on seeing Tonks disguised as Dumbledore."We only just got the ward back after the last time you broke through !"

"And I can do so again."Tonks lied easily."So you may as well let us through freely."

"No fucking way !"

"Please,"Tonks smiled in a very Dumbledoreish way."I do not bid to embarrass you in front man of all these people."

"Bit late for that."The auror shook his brain."If you so much as arouse your sceptre I ‘ m arresting you !"

"And taking me into detention ?"

"Yes !"

"And before the Wizengamot ?"

"Yes !"

"Well in that case-"

"Don't get wise with me !"The auror shook his wand menacingly."You ‘ re not getting past that easily !"

"Bugger."Harry thought, scratching his pretender beard."This guy rope not an cretin, and if it actually comes to it we don't have a chance of breaking through all of them."

Harry looked surreptitiously over his berm looking for another way through… hang on !
*


"Um do you feel that ?"Fred asked suddenly.

"spirit wha… oh !"Hermione dug her wand out of her air hole and felt it vibrating in her paw."The mico… Did one of you do that ?"

The marauders shook their heads, a bit later the wands went still. Hermione licked her brim and quietly whispered,

"Mico Harry."For a moment nothing happened, then the sceptre started buzzing again."He ‘ s here !"

"Where ?"Ginny scrambled back on the fountain and looked around frantically. Hermione jumped up with her and a moment later all the marauders were perched on the lip of the water, scanning the crew."I don ‘ t see him."

"He must be one of the ones with Dumbledore."Padma hissed."Too much of a coincidence otherwise."

"Right."Ron agreed."Which one ?"

"The short one."Fred said knowingly.

"Does it matter ?"Hermione said in exasperation."He needs aid ! Look, the aurors aren ‘ t letting them through."

"What does he thing we can do ?"Neville scratched his capitulum and added disbelievingly."Does he want us to assault them ?"

"No…"Padma said thoughtfully."There ‘ s a better way…"

Hermione frowned, then suddenly it hit her.

"You mean-"

"Obviously."Padma turned to the former predator."Disperse into the gang and follow my lead."

Hemione herself dropped down off the lip of the fountain and hurried past the shocked Weasley parents before pushing her way into the gang saying ‘ Excuse me !'to everyone she bumped out of her way. Once she thought she was far enough away she stopped and waited for the signal. It didn't take long.

"Let him through you idiots !"Padma's part cut clear across the crowd."If Voldemort really is back then Dumbledore ‘ s our exclusively chance !"

"She ‘ s right !"Hermione yelled."Let Dumbledore through !"

"Let him through !"Someone else yelled from across the room, sounded like one of the twins.

"Let him through !"Another vulture took up the chant.

"Let him through !"Had that been a piranha ?

"Le him through !"That definitely wasn't.

Hermoine yelled her lungs out as the whole crowd took up the chant. The aurors were pushed back, looking more and more harassed. The chant grew in strength as people began to clap, then stamp.

"Let him through !"Hermione heard an old wizened Lady near her chanting. Knocking her croak walking stick on the tiled floor.

From where she was she could see the head auror hold up his helping hand and yell something. A bit later a cheer went up as the shimmering curtain of the ward was pulled aside. Dumbledore and his two companions stepped through and entered the lift.

Hermione could feature sworn one of them winked at her as the bars slid closed.
*


"You have some very smart Friend Harry."

"I know."Harry grinned as Tonks canceled the conjuration."And in a few hour we ‘ ll indigence to be just as impudent. Or smarter."

"And are we ?"

"Course we are."Harry grinned."We ‘ re marauders."

"We ‘ re what ?"Tonks asked.

"Marauders."Harry clapped her on the back."It means we ‘ re unstoppable."

"Invincible bastards."Malfoy commented dryly.

"Exactly !"Harry nodded as the grate slid exposed."Invincible cutthroat illegitimate ! Now lets get to work."
*


"The votes are in."The dry motor inn clerk said in a shivering voice."The overpower bulk have voted for Bartemius Crouch. So it is my lofty duty to proclaim him the new parson for magi-"

The heavy courtroom threshold burst spread out with an blowup of light.

"I object !"A voice called out from the midriff of the doughnut of brilliance.

"Who do you think you are !"Crouch sprung to his feet."This is a meeting of the Wizengamot ! Only those invited by member may-"

"Shut up !"The part called.

"Who are you ?"soul called out.

Beside Snape Alastor Moody was staring open mouthed at the door. A instant later he threw his headway back and laughed.

"Moody ?"Snaoe questioned."Who is that ?"

"Who do you think ?"The old auror croaked out."That kid ‘ s brilliant I ‘ ll give him that."

"That… kid ? …"Snape turned back to the room access, looking directly into the light. Slowly it faded and the courtroom was left with the tableau behind it. Three robed figures stood, one far marvellous than the others with his hood up, the others with theirs thrown back. The figure to the leftfield was a young woman with strange pink hairsbreadth, he remembered her a old scholar. Nymphadora Tonks. And the figure in the front end, unmistakable, hands on hips, his hair thrown back to reveal the scar. His robes tattered and stained and his skin just this side of deathly, Harry potter stared down the Wizengamot with lordliness only he could conjure.

"Hi,"The boy grinned cheekily."Am I late ?"

"You !"An irate Fudge screamed from the corner."You ‘ re utterly !"

"rumour, exaggerated, you know the drill."Harry stepped into the courtroom, cracking his neck opening as he went.

"Trainee Tonks !"Shacklebolt had stood and crossed his arms angrily.

"Sorry sir."Nymphadora shrugged."I was only following orders."

"Whose ?"

"Mine."Harry answered for her and spread his blazon extravagantly."I ‘ m the boy-who-lived. I outrank you."

"Harry…"Crouch said from the podium, seemingly recovered."This is clearly marvellous news. Seeing you alive brings tears t-"

"Crocodile tears no doubt."Harry turned on the honest-to-god man like lightning."Should ingest known you were a reptilian. Do it Tonks."

"Bartemius Crouch."The pink haired girl stepped forward."I am arresting you for the murder of Fleur Delacour."

"What !"The Wizengamot exploded. All except Crouch, who went very still.

"These charge are boundless."The new minister said flatly."Obviously this is not Harry but an pseud taking his pl-"

"Interesting that you should mention imposters."Harry interrupted."Let me tell you all a trivial secret, everyone here. Dumbledore… yes that guy there, that Dumbledore… Has a magic map. Yes everyone, a special infallible map One that shows the public figure of everyone in Hogwarts, and where they are, all the time."

The courtroom had gone mum, every eye was on Harry.

"The Headmaster assured me that it could not be tricked, and I believed him. But here's the nasty bit, you all know that Alastor Helen Wills Moody was attacked a few week ago ? Yes… good. I knew the perpetrator couldn ‘ t have left the grounds that fast, but Dumbledore assured me that no one was on the map. But he was, he was right there, in front of the infirmary offstage. There ‘ s no magical way to trick the map, but that doesn ‘ t mean there ‘ s not way to trick it. One somebody could pose another if they had the same figure. Like Barty Crouch and… Barty Crouch… Jr."

The room gasped, but Snape's mind was already moving. They had to have for sure Crouch couldn't leave. They had to catch him. He shifted in his chair but felt a heavy arm grab his shoulder.

"Stay where you are."Moody growled."potter ‘ s got it under control."

"He can just apparate out !"Snape hissed hurriedly.

"No he can ‘ t."Helen Wills grinned."Damn that boy ‘ s good."

"These accusations are insane !"Crouch was yelling.

"They ‘ re brilliant."Harry shook his head."Got to give old snake face his props, it ‘ s pretty devious. I ‘ d bet anything that you ‘ re the source of all the hearsay that have been attacking Fudge all year. De-stabling his military position enough that you can swoop in and criticize him off his rod. Of course you'd need something to prompt the transition. Something striking, like the return of Voldemort. He was going to use his own rebirth as a catalyst to put his tool on the crapper. That was why he waited to reveal himself. He was waiting for the opportune moment."

"You have no proof !"

"I do."Harry raised his fingers and clicked. The third figure of speech raised his shaking hands and pushed his hood back. Anyone who hadn't already clicked on to what had happened gasped.

The gaunt and scarred face of Bartemius Crouch stared back, his left eye twitching in anger.

"We couldn ‘ t give him a wand."Harry said in flat rage."His mind ‘ s not all there anymore. Probably all the torture."

"This is another imposter."Crouch said haltingly."My son is in azcab-"

"kick in it up."Harry barked a coarse gag."You knew you were rumbled the mo I got here. Even if you convince them I ‘ m a fake you ‘ ll have to kill this bloke-"Harry jabbed his thumb at the skeletal crouch."- then you ‘ ll have no polyjuice. Then you ‘ ll be screwed. But it ‘ ll never come to that, because there are at least four people in this room who already believe me. And none of them are going to let you leave."Harry drew his wand, holding it lightly in his hand.

Snape drew his as well and saw Minerva reach for hers too. Dwight Lyman Moody stayed still, a small grin on his face.

"Potter… Harry."The Crouch on the ambo licked his lips."You are a very bright boy Harry. But you are dead."

"Faking."

"You will be dead."The voice of Barty Crouch went ice common cold."You all will be. The shadow Divine has said he will destroy you, and so he will. I only pray he lets he watch."

"I see the mask has fallen."Harry seemed unperturbed by this growth."So lets try the next trick."Harry raised his wandless hand.

"No more tricks !"Crouch flicked out his sceptre and spun…

Harry clicked his fingers…

"Stupefy !"

The salvo of red light caught Crouch from behind and slammed him into the lectern. He slid to the flooring and fell like a rag bird, splayed against the ground.

"Nice shot."Harry complemented the void air.

"fountainhead,"Malfoy appeared out of cipher, throwing back an invisibleness cloak."I had a good distraction."
*


"Harry you promised !"Tonks grabbed his arm and tried to drag him out of the vestibule."I ‘ m taking you to St Mungos !"

"I said I ‘ d go when all my Job were done."Harry shook her off and turned back towards Dumbledore."I ‘ m not finished."

"What ‘ s left then ? Someone else to unmask ?"The trainee auror put her hands on her rosehip."Better do it quick, you ‘ re running out of time."

"I do my best oeuvre with internal bleeding."Harry shrugged looked around. Moody and Shacklebolt had left, trying to keep parts of the ministry from totally collapsing after the loss of two pastor in a row. McGonnagall and Snape were still there, standing behind the Headmaster and Malfoy was standing by Harry ‘ s English."I need one net answer."

"Harry young lady Tonks is right."Dumbledore smiled."You need medical supporter soon or-"

"Why did he total after me ?"Harry cut in, silencing the schoolmaster."Why me now. Why me 14 yr ago. Why me ?"

Dumbledore stayed silent, his digit twitching and his eyes suddenly bereft of their common sparkle.

"He said I was the ‘ Navy SEAL for his immortality ‘."Harry pressed."What does that think of ?"

"Harry you are nauseated right now."Dumbledore held up a hand."confidence me that I will severalise you the truth in sound time."

"No !"Harry barked a laugh."confidence you to severalize me ? That ‘ s likely ! Tell me now you old lying bastard."

"Mr Potter !"McGonagall stepped forward angrily but her sleeve was caught by Snape.

"Albus,"The potions professional licked his brim."Perhaps you should simply secern him."

"Severus !"The master snapped angrily.

"Do you know ?"Harry tuned to the Slytherin, ignoring the way his vision blurred when he moved."volition you separate me ?"

"Say nothing Severus !"

"He deserves to know."

"I am still the head of the order."

"Did the ordering just save you all from a last eater becoming rector of magic trick ?"Harry yelled angrily."No ! That was ME ! You just sat there like an cretin !"

"You will not speak to me this way."

"I ‘ ll speak any way I damn well like you igno-"

"There was a prophecy."Snape said softly. Strange how soft words can sometimes submerge out yelling.

"A what ?"Harry felt his mouth go dry.

"Severus don ‘ t."The schoolmaster shook his principal."You don ‘ t know what you ‘ re do-"

"It said something specific about you Harry."Snape continued, ignoring Dumbledore."The half I heard said, The one with the tycoon to vanquish the shadow Lord approaches. Born to those who have thrice defied him, born as the seventh month dies."

The minuscule room grew deadly silent. Harry felt his head trying to mold over what he had just heard. It was failing.

"It doesn ‘ t have to be true."Harry heard Malfoy say through a fog of twisting thoughts."Not every prophecy comes true."

"It doesn ‘ t even have to be Harry."McGonagall said, shaking her head."Mr Longbottom also fits those criteria."

Harry shook his head, Neville ? Could it be…

"I… it is not Mr Longbottom."Dumbledore said haltingly."The other half of the prophecy confirms it."

Other half… Harry put his helping hand to his psyche. Everything was so fuzzy.

"What other half ?"Draco demanded.

"I do not think-"

"Do you really want to have this argument again ?"Draco shook his caput angrily."Just tell us."

"It concluded with, And the dark noble will mark him as his equal, but he will have power the Dark Lord knows not. and either must die at the hand of the early for neither can live while the other survives."Dumbledore was speaking quietly now, almost defeatedly."The first one-half of the prognostication unmistakably refers to Harry."

"And… and the other half ?"Tonks gulped."It means…"

Dumbledore just shook his fountainhead and looked to the floor.

"It means it is inevitable."Snape whispered in aghast shortness of breath."Harry is the solely one that can defeat him. It is inevitable. They have to fight, and one of them has to die."

No… Harry felt his hands shaking as the countersign fell like slabs of granite in the silent room.

"But… but he's only a child."McGonagall shook her head, a footling glisten of a tear in the corner of her eye."We can ‘ t let it happen."

Harry tried to mouth but the words caught in his throat.

"He doesn ‘ t have to do anything !"Draco slashed the air with his script."Not all prophecies come honest !"

Harry raised his hired man to his mouth… why couldn't he speak.

"Not all of them begin."Dumbledore said, with terrible hesitance."But once they do they almost always run their course."

"Almost always !"genus Draco yelled."You want him to face up the nighttime lord on an almost !"

Should ask Pythea. The little illusionist floated into Harry's mind but dissolved in the fog. His head trauma. His ear was wet. What was this…

"If there is a chance he can wipe out him."Snape said, his head down like he was ashamed."If it is our best chance…"

Blood…

"You as well !"genus Draco turned on his caput of sign of the zodiac, who looked away.

"You can ‘ t use him like that."Tonks stepped up beside her cousin.

Draco… Harry tried to perish, but the domain was spinning. He reached out a shaky handwriting towards the boys back. He fell short, there were too many men and too many backs.

"Harry ?"Dumbledore noticed his reaching and stepped forward.

"I… I…"Harry swayed, his legs too weak. He wet his lips and tried again."Thirsty…"

The faces before him disappeared downwards and he felt the storey hit him everywhere before he blacked out.
*


Harry was dimly aware of the hospital room. The healers standing around saying thing he wouldn't have understood at the topper of times. Snape was there for a while, then gone, then there, then gone, fading in and out. Draco was definitely there, a white patch on his arm, ignoring it, standing by Harry's bedside. Was Dumbledore there ? He could hear his voice, see his eyes from behind ash grey spark. The light was falling, hitting his eyes.

Where was he ?

He was… home.

Privet crusade ?

Hogwarts ?

Godrics… Hollow…

He was standing outside the cottage. He was right there, it was all there. But he had never been here, at least since he was too untested to remember.

He had to get out. He wasn't supposed to be here. It felt awry. It was under his skin. Falling off like Plectrophenax nivalis, showing the phantasm underneath. Had to get away !

Harry ran away from it, as fast as he could. The shadows were chasing him, wanting to get into him, in his top dog. He ran until he could hide out behind a Sir Herbert Beerbohm Tree. The apples had grown now. Hundreds. Green. Right over his head.

He could hide here.

It was much better here.

Everything but this was shadow.
*


"I was wondering when you ‘ d show up."Natalie Zhao pushed the doorway fully unresolved and let him in. She pushed it shut behind him and stood there, arms folded, waiting for him to speak.

"I ‘ m not dead."Was the first thing that came to Snape.

"I gathered that."The painful didn't move."Don ‘ t you have an account ?"

"An explanation ?"

"For your subject matter. Your patronus."Her even voice edged to see red."You somehow sent a message by patronus. Which I've never seen. You said you loved me. Which you ‘ ve never said. Then you said you could die. Which I know you would not amplify. You said you were about to do something grievous. Then the ministry explodes, people are saying Voldemort has returned. Saying that Harry Potter is utterly. Fudge is removed. Crouch is elected. Crouch is removed, by Harry thrower. Crouch is arrested. The ministry is in turmoil, they only got the crowds to go home an hour ago. They only sent the unspeakables home because our section can't do anything at this point. No one knows what ‘ s going on. The Wizard Wireless just keeps playing the same transcription of what happened in court ten. Everything is broken down. So piece something Severus. Anything. pass me an explanation for anything that ‘ s happened over the past day or I swear I ‘ ll hex you into oblivion."

Snape answered the only way he could. He stepped forward and wrapped his implements of war around Natalie, resting his head on her shoulder. He pulled her as tight as he could, reminding himself for a import that at least one part of the world wasn't broken. Breathing her in, being where he'd wanted to be since the beginning of this deplorable mess. At to the lowest degree this battle was over.

"This isn ‘ t an explanation."Her vocalisation came from somewhere near his sternum, muffled by his robes. But her arms were around him, gripping him at least as hard as he was her.

"I know. Just a moment more."Snape pulled himself together and stepped back, releasing her and looking down into her staring heart."Here, this should differentiate you what you need."

He let his mind purport, letting every mental defense declination. The intrusion was soft, light and swift. The memories she needed were right on the surface.

"Oh my god."She put her mitt to her back talk."It ‘ s all… dead on target ?"

"All of it."Snape nodded.

"The prophecy… even that ?"

"Yes."

"That pitiable boy."She shook her top dog."How can he do this ? Does he even have a chance ?"

"He must have at least a chance."Snape sighed."The prophecy says he has the might to vote down the iniquity noble. If there was no opportunity at all it could not say that. However small it is, he has a chance."

"What can we do ?"She had gone from skepticism to iron judgment of conviction in a moment."How can we redeem him ?"

"I need to…"Snape licked his lips. This was tough than anything else."I can not see you anymore."

Natalie bit her lip and looked at him calculatingly.

"It ‘ s for some dolt noble reason isn ‘ t it ?"

"I know what I have to do. How I can best help the order… and help Harry."Snape closed his oculus, it was easier if he didn't look at her."I have to be a spy again."

"In the destruction eaters."It wasn't a question.

"While I am there I can not unveil any indication that I am anything other than just like them."Snape explained."I can not ever slip. Even the slightest hint… I couldn't do it… I am not a estimable enough actor to obscure you. Hide the change you've made in me. I have to end it. I ‘ m so bad Natalie."

"You can ‘ t afford any distractions."

"Yes."

"And I ‘ m a distraction."

"Yes."

"dearest is a distraction."

"Yes."Snape breathed, his shut eyelid the exclusively affair keeping back teardrop. He felt breath on his face, she was moving closer. A moment later he felt her wet-silk lips on his.

"No…"He murmured, but she had captured him. Her hands behind his head, her rim on his. Intoxicating, making everything he had said fly out of his mind.

He had to stop.

He couldn't.

He lost himself in the kiss, breathing in every minute of it. He couldn ‘ t closure, his brainpower was full of her. If his eyes had been open even the weakest whizz would have been capable to take his every thought. He was open… euphoric… free…

As she pulled back he opened his center. He had thought the spell would be broken then, that the flavour would go away. But it wasn't going, it only felt stronger.

"Firstly…"Natalie held a finger up to his wet rim."Stop being noble, it doesn't suit you. Secondly… Who do I talk to about joining this rescript ?"
*


"Why can ‘ t we see him ?"Parvarti moaned.

"Because he ‘ s in a closed ward."Mr Weasley said calmingly."You couldn ‘ t see him even if we went to St Mungos."

"We can be there for him."Neville said quietly.

"You wouldn ‘ t be able-bodied to mouth to him or even be in the same room."

"He ‘ d know we were there."

"No he wouldn ‘ t. He ‘ s unconscious."Mr Weasley shook his heading."You kids demand to go back to Hogwarts. You ‘ ve already been out of schoolhouse for too long."

"School !"Fred threw his hands up."Who cares about schoolhouse ! Harry ‘ s in infirmary and You-know-who is back !"

"All the Thomas More intellect for you to be back at Hogwarts."Mrs Weasley pushed the vulture towards one of the fireplaces."It ‘ s the dependable place."

Ginny shook her read/write head, she knew when it was pointless to fence with her mother.

"Play the little sister card."She heard someone whisper in her ear. She looked back in clock time to see Padma wink at her."One of us should be there, and it ‘ ll be loose to leave the burrow."

Ginny grinned, then put on her best scared-six-year-old face.

"Mummy, I ‘ m scared."Her female parent turned to her."Do I sustain to go back to Hogwarts ?"

"Your father told you. You can't see-"

"No, that ‘ s not what I meant."Ginny shook her head."Can I come hone tonight ?"Her mother's fount softened instantly.

"Of course of instruction dear. I ‘ ll clear it with the teachers."Ginny found herself enveloped in a hug."There ‘ s no need to be scared."

"I know."Ginny felt a little bad for manipulating her mother. And very good for not getting caught.

"I ‘ m also scared-"Ron began, before Fred elbowed him in the kidneys.
*


It was penny-pinching midnight before Ginny could sneak down to the front room of the tunnel. She slid out of the strawman door and broke into a run as soon as she was out of the garden. It took her only a few mo to jog to the Lovegoods'house. She stepped in ( the door was never locked ) and went straight to the fireplace. Mr Lovegood slept right at the top of their odd house and she could probably lie her way out of trouble even if she was caught.

"St Mungos."She said clearly as she tossed the pulverization and stepped into the flack. After a rocking and spinning few instant she fell out into the waiting room.

At this fourth dimension of day it should deliver been void. It wasn't, ten or so newsperson were dotted around the way dictating into flying quotes quill or jotting notes down the old fashioned way. Ginny went straight to the stairs ( the desk faculty would no question question a child alone in the middle of the night ) and ran up a few flying before stopping by a portrayal of a helpful looking old man.

"alibi me,"The old man perked up at the sound of her voice."Do you experience where the conclude wards are ?"

"Are you a newsman ?"The old man asked suspiciously.

"Do I look like a reporter ?"

"Hmm, you're right a little young maybe."The old man nodded."You want the twenty-five percent floor. End of the hallway."

"Thank you."Ginny smiled and trotted up the last few flights before pushing the door open and walking confidently down the corridor.

Confidence was the key. I have to look like I'm meant to be here…

Or I could steal that nurses robe off the spine of that chair.

Ginny scuttled over and quickly threw it over her shoulder joint. She pulled her haircloth down to hide her face and picked up a nearby clipboard with a opus of parchment stuck to it.

‘ Confidence and a clipboard is a universal disguise ’, Ginny chucked at the store. Good advice Harry.

She lowered her caput and pretended to be checking her notes as a therapist walked by then quickly pushed open the door at the end of the G. Stanley Hall and stepped in.

It was lightless, the patients were meant to be sleeping, but there was a lilliputian streetlight filtering in through the windowpane. Ginny moved from bed to bed quietly, they all seemed to be empty. They must bear emptied the Aaron Montgomery Ward for Harry.

As she stepped faithful to the endorse to last bed in the row she was that it was occupied. Harry… He looked pale and wan, and he twitched in his quietus. He looked dreadful. It was the visible radiation from the window, that was it. It was yellow and harsh, making him see sicker than he was. That had to be it.

Ginny stepped closer, trying to see what specifically was hurting him.

"Don't move."

The phonation came out of nowhere and Ginny jumped back in surprise. A mo later she saw the shape lying on the next bed over. She had been so focused on Harry she hadn't noticed. The shape sat up and she saw clean light-haired hairsbreadth framing it's face.

"Malfoy."She was caught between choler and relief.

"W… Weasley ?"The Slytherin moved into the light and Ginny could see that he had a bandaged arm."What are you doing here ?"

"I could ask you the Saame question."Ginny tried to summon some confidence. And clutched her clipboard.

"well this is a hospital."Malfoy sneered."And I ‘ m injured. Why do you think I ‘ m here ? Your turn."

"I ‘ m here to see Harry."She lifted her mentum."I ‘ m his friend."

"So you are.."Malfoy slid his understructure to the floor and stepped over to stand on the early English of Harry's bed."Get behind the curtain. They can see you from the corridor."

Ginny quickly stepped towards the rampart, away from prying center. She wouldn't thank him though. Not Malfoy.

"Is he gon na be ok ?"

"He ‘ ll recover. They said there won't be any lasting strong-arm effects."Malfoy snorted quietly."Whatever that means. He ‘ ll have a few more cicatrice to add to his collection."

"So he ‘ ll be all right ?"Ginny wasn't sure why she was asking for reassurance, she just knew she needed it."The healers can-"

"Fix almost everything."Malfoy's eyes drifted down to a small bandage on Harry's wrist.

"What is it ?"

"See for yourself."

Ginny reached down and gingerly pulled the patch down. Underneath was a gruesome tattoo, a skull with a serpent coming out of its mouth.

"What is this ?"Ginny ran her finger's breadth over the mark. It wasn't even raised, it just felt corresponding skin. A paw engulfed hers and lifted her fingers off.

"I wouldn ‘ t touch it if I were you."Malfoy released her and pulled the bandage back up."It ‘ s the dark mark. The dark lords score. All his servants have it."

"But Harry's not his servant !"

"dungeon your articulation down."Malfoy hissed angrily."Do you need to get caught ? Idiot."

"William Tell me what it means."Ginny whispered softly."Please."

"The shadow Lord marked him because Harry wouldn ‘ t give in."Malfoy shook his head."Harry was tortured. For a farseeing meter, farsighted than anyone should possess lasted. He just laughed. He was insane."

"That ‘ s Harry."Ginny let her hand fall into Harry's.

"He just kept fighting. He was… he didn't…"Malfoy bit his lip and looked away."Eventually the dark lord just snapped, marked him. Maybe it was just the only way he could think of to actually cause Harry real pain."

"But you got out ?"Ginny asked."You both escaped ?"

"Barely. We got into the passages in the walls."Malfoy added, his voice low and ail."Managed to get out through a tunnel. We had to fight them in this… stupid muggle farmhouse. Harry fought them off. All of them, even Rebel. sign of the zodiac fell down… he crawled out of the rubble."

"Wow…"

"He kept going. preserve us going. Forced us, till he started bleeding from his ears."Malfoy shook his head sadly."Is it always this hard ?"

"What ?"

"organism his friend."

"Oh…"Ginny chuckled wryly."Sometimes…"

"Must be even harder being him. ``

They stood there in secrecy for a while, Harry twitching uncomfortably. Ginny leant down, idly wondering whether he could hear them.

"You'd salutary hope he can't."Malfoy answered out of the bluing."If he can get word he can feel, which means he ‘ s still in pain."

"How did you… ?"

"You ‘ re predictable."

Ginny didn't have the time to rejoin as the doors to the cellblock burst out-of-doors. She quickly grabbed her clipboard and turned to hide her human face. step approached the bed.

"nanny,"The soft voice of Dumbledore rung from behind her."We need to get him to Hogwarts. Is he well enough to be moved ?"

"I… um…"

"The therapist said he shouldn ‘ t move until tomorrow."Malfoy came to her rescue."Said it could charge his wounds open again."

"Really…"The schoolmaster didn't seem convinced."Would you turn around please Miss Weasley."

Erg… well marauder rules. If you're caught, no apologies. Attack back.

"hi Professor."Ginny turned."Do you require to explicate why I could just walk into the ward where Harry was kept ? I could'a been a death eater."

"You think I left him unguarded ?"Dumbledore chuckled and nodded towards a nearby bed. A here and now later a shock absorber unfurled and arched it's back, yawning widely. The cat hopped off the bed and unfolded into professor McGonagall.

"Satisfied fille Weasley ?"The animagus arched an eyebrow.

"Did you know she was there ?"Ginny muttered to Malfoy.

"Yes."

"Why didn ‘ t you tell me ?"

"This way was more funny."

"Too right it was."The vocalisation was low and croaky, but unmistakably Harry. The two scholar and two teacher crowded circle as Harry slowly opened his center."Hi."

"Hi yourself."Ginny smiled."Welcome back."

"Didn ‘ t go anywhere."Harry muttered."I was unconscious."

"I am glad you are awake Mr Potter."Dumbledore said with faithlessly jollity."But we must impress you to Hogwarts."

"Something ‘ s happened."Harry stated flatly.

"We will peach about it once you are safely in Hogwarts."

"No. We won't."Harry folded his arms."We ‘ ll talk about it now."

"Harry-"

"No more secrets."

"No more secrets…"Dumbledore repeated quietly. Maybe it was her imaging, but Ginny thought she could hear a catch in his spokesperson."Very well then. Voldemort has made a motion, we need to look at you somewhere safer in case he tries to discover at you."

"Made his move ?"Harry frowned."What ‘ s he done ?"

"He had attacked Azkaban."Dumbledore glanced back at the door of the ward."He led the onrush himself. The sentry duty of the island simply let him overstep. I think it is just to strike they work for him now as well."

"Azkaban is unguarded !"Malfoy's eyes were wide and shocked."But what about the former prisoner ? They could also esca-"

"There are no early prisoners Mr Malfoy, and indeed no Azkaban."The Headmaster spoke in clipped tones."Perhaps I was not bring in. Azkaban is no more. It was blasted away, down to the fundamentals. Voldemort took his followers and any of the hundreds of other lower-ranking felon that would willingly join him off the island and left the rest to take their chances in the sea."

"How many ?"Professor McGonnagal asked in quiesce tones.

"We think at least 20 or thirty wiz joined him, not counting the single that were already dying eaters."Dumbledore announced this as if it was the weekly Quidditch scores."As for the others ... They are still dredging bodies out of the north sea but it is safety to assume quite a few reached soil safely, they were magical after all."

"What about Crouch ?"Harry said suddenly."Tell me he wasn ‘ t transferred there yet."

"I ‘ m sorry Harry."Dumbledore bowed his headland."The aurors office didn ‘ t think there was any point delaying."

"So he ‘ s costless ?"

"He is."

"It was all for nothing."A minuscule expire gag came from Harry's pharynx."It was all for nothing."

"Harry…"

"Worthless…"Harry was staring at the ceiling."For nothing."

"We stopped him becoming minister."Malfoy said sadly."That ‘ s something I guess."

"He killed Fleur."Harry closed his eye."He tried to kill Helen Wills. And now he ‘ s discharge. Should take killed him."

"Harry !"McGonagall stepped forward angrily."We can not sink to their grade. We are not manslayer !"

"Maybe you ‘ re not. I killed at least four people yesterday."Harry painfully slid his legs off the bed."Maybe more… I forget. DOE Greyback count as a person ? Never mind, come in on then, lets go."

"I can hover you-"Dumbledore began but then trailed off into silence as Harry stepped onto the cold hospital floor. Harry held out both arms wordlessly, Malfoy stepped under his give instantly. Ginny dropped her clipboard on the bed and took his right.

"I know you can levitate me. You ‘ re Dumbledore after all."Harry smiled and stepped forward, leaning heavily on his friends.
*


There was a commemoration service for Fleur the next day in social movement of the forest at Hogwarts before she was brought back to her parents in French Republic. Harry didn't say anything, he couldn't faith himself to. Her killer was still out there because of the foolishness of the Ministry.

He'd get him. One day, he'd get him. Harry dug his fingernails hard into his palm.

"I ‘ ll get him for you."Harry whispered, glancing up at Fleurs coffin."I promise. I ‘ ll kill him."

Harry watched as the Triwzard cup was brought out and placed next to the misfortunate girl. She was the Triwizard champion, he and Malfoy had insisted on that. It was official and everything. Small puff for her parents.

"You alright Harry ?"Neville asked him quietly.

"No Neville."Harry shook his capitulum."I ‘ m not alright, but this is basically a funeral. I ‘ m not meant to be right now. If I was alright I ‘ d wonder what was improper with me."

"It wasn ‘ t your fault."Harry didn't answer. The ‘ error'conversation was too predictable, and unhelpful.

The ceremony ended and the pupil began filtering back to the castle. Harry didn't join them, he couldn't face them all. The voicelessness had already begun. Everyone knew Voldemort was back, near even knew that Azkaban was gone. They also knew that Harry had died, derive back from the drained and invaded the ministry to unmask a expiry feeder. Harry sighed, everyone thought he was some sort of hero. If they turned out to be right it would ingest a free weight off his mind.

Harry reached the edge of the lake and looked out over it's vitrified surface. It still felt jeopardise and malignant, his fear pulling at him like vertigo. He ignored it, it was easier now, he had more pressing concerns.

"You sure you ‘ re ok ?"Harry looked back, Neville had followed him."You don ‘ t seem ok. I mean I don ‘ t-"

"What did your parents do Neville ?"Harry said out of the blue.

"I… they…"

"You never told us."

"They… they were aurors."

"Ah…"Harry nodded."Probably fought death eaters… Voldemort… lots of times."

"Yeah, I guess."Neville shuffled his feet, staring at the floor."Nan told me they were pretty full so probably."

"And they ‘ re all in ?"

"They ‘ re… well… they 're in St ... yes. Yes they ‘ re dead."Neville swallowed."A expiry feeder called Bellatrix did it."

"That ‘ s what I thought."Harry nodded, still looking out over the lake."I wonder if you ‘ d have done better…"

"Harry you ‘ re scaring me a little. What ‘ s all this about ?"

"There was prophecy Neville."Harry watched the sun as it slowly set so as to avoid looking at his friend's look."Long story short it predicted the birth of the only soul who could put down Voldemort. It could have been either me or you, turned out to be me."Harry lapsed into secretiveness. Behind him he could listen Neville breathing in gasping gulps.

"You did discover me say it ‘ s not you ?"Harry clarified."You don ‘ t have to fight him."

"But you do !"

"Apparently."Harry tried to shrug, tried to look detached. Unfortunately it was so counter to how he was really feeling it was hard.

"Do you know when ?"

"Nope."

"Do you make out how ?"

"Nope."

"Well…"Neville scratched his pass."What do you know ?"

"I know I ‘ m gon na lose."Harry said dryly. At Neville's shocked construction he threw his manus up."Well what do you gestate ! tone at me, I ‘ m a teenaged superstar, a fourth year ! He ‘ s the most dangerous wizard alive and I ‘ m barely making satisfactory in defense reaction against the glum arts."

"Harry you know tier don't matter."Neville shrugged."If they did then how fall you ‘ ve survived this long ?"

"I know that ! But this is dissimilar !"Harry shook his point."Up till now I ‘ ve got through by a compounding of luck, lying, wit, brutality and obstinacy. Not to cite that I ‘ ve always had assist. But this is dissimilar, it ‘ ll just be me, him and two sceptre. I can ‘ t beat him like that, don ‘ t even fend a chance."

"You don ‘ t know it ‘ ll be like that."Neville said reasonably.

"I know it will. Don ‘ t you see ? This is where the whole matter ‘ s been headed. I ‘ m going to lose and I can ‘ t. I can ‘ t let myself lose."Harry realized something and laughed wryly."She was right… of course of instruction she was right."

"Who was ? About what ?"

"I won ‘ t be able to visit her this summer."Harry's hired hand twitched to the corduroy around his neck."I ‘ ll be engaged. I ‘ ll be very busy."
*


Draco hitched his pegleg up onto the windowsill and rearranged his robed behind him to be a bit more comfortable. When it got later he'd try to reach his room in the Slytherin donjon. Right now his apparent defection made it impossible to get past his former ally without a violent response.

He shifted his berm and turned the page on the course book he was reading. For now he could ignore everything, just be a footling nub of calm on the windowsill, reading in heartsease. But eventually he'd get to face his housemates, then in a few days he'd have to go home and face… nothing.

His hand moved to his sack where the missive from his mother was. It hadn't been angry, no expressions of undying hatred. It had simply stated that she was moving back into the sign of the zodiac she grew up in and that she would prefer if she never saw him again.

Draco had considered burning it, or tearing it up and laughing. That was what Harry would do. Draco just wanted to curl up in a corner and pretend it didn't exist.

"Wotcher, kid !"

What the… ? Malfoy looked down the corridor and saw Tonks standing just a little way off with her hands on her hips.

"Oh,"Malfoy turned back to his Quran."What do you want ?"

"Hello to you too."Tonks shrugged and shoved his legs off the windowsill roughly so she could sit down.

"Hey ! I was sitting there."

"You were moping there."Tonks corrected."Anyway I was talking to my mum earlier."

"Was she tempestuous at you for dying ?"Draco asked.

"A little."Tonks said sarcastically."She also said she had heard that her sister was moving back to her old home."

Draco didn't say anything.

"Is that why you ‘ re sitting out here ?"

Silence.

"Or is it that you helped arrest-slash-kill several of the beginner of your old friends ?"

"What do you think ?"Malfoy answered acidly.

"I think I should show you a short something I found in my sixth class called the ‘ elbow room of requirements ’."Tonks stood and winked at him cheekily."So you won ‘ t have to catch some Z's on a windowsill."

"The room of prerequisite ? Is that a bedroom ?"

"It can be a bedroom."Tonks answered mysteriously."By the way, did I ever thank you for saving my life ?"

"It ‘ s o.k.. You probably saved me too."

"Yeah, probably…"Tonks nodded grinning."Anyway my mum says that you should descend over to dinner so we can give thanks you properly."

"It ‘ s fine-"

"She always makes too much anyway."Tonks went on."You can come over a few times if you want. Every dark even, over the summer."

"You don ‘ t…"Draco felt his pharynx go a fiddling dry."You don ‘ t have to do this for… for…"

"For what ? For family ?"Tonks laid a bridge player on his shoulder."Yeah, I do."



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