With that the trio left the dorm, they met up with Luna and went to breakfast. Hermione was bouncing with suppressed excitement. She wanted to talk about everything, but she knew she couldn't do it here. Luna was content; she had come further in this magic than she ever thought she could. Her discussion with Flitwick and stemmed the bullies for now, but she wanted to be able to protect herself, so she was giving it her all. The books Harry had lent her helped her fears immensely, though she was still held back by her mum's death. Neville stood prouder and stronger. He dreamed all night that his parents were whole and at home. He even had a dream that his dad took his Uncle Algie to task and booted him out of the family. The twins had been up way earlier than the other four and were going over pranks and plans at the Gryffindor table. They had some parchment laid out and were scribbling away.
"You two should put that away for now. We're going to go meet someone that I think you'll like a lot. Do you want to come?" Harry asked as he escorted the girls to their seats and then around the table and sat across from them. He had no idea just how right he was. It was one of the twins' greatest dreams to meet one of the Marauders, but the amnesiac didn't know that.
"We'd love to," they said as each picked up some of the papers and tucked them into their bags.
"Great," Harry said as he served himself a very large breakfast with plenty of meat. He made sure to make up some bacon and cheese, and sausage and egg, sandwiches to put in his pocket for later. They ate in quiet discussion about Magical Theory, and soon enough were done. The boy hero stood and said, "Come on then, let's get started. It's going to be a long day." He figured that they all needed to talk. He looked at Hermione and could see she was about to burst with questions.
"Aren't you supposed to tell someone that you're leaving the castle?" Hermione asked, lifting her bag to her shoulder. She really wished he wouldn't fight with all the adults, not that he didn't have reason, but it would make for an easier time.
"Meh, we're not going to be off grounds for long." He waved his hand and then had a thought. "Actually, why don't you guys head for the Room, and I'll be there in a few minutes," he said, thinking it would be easier to bring one person in than hiding a half a dozen out. It would be a waste of time to drag them to the Shack and then bring them back. That and he'd have to add them to the wards, so, no, this would be simpler. "Practice your magic and stuff. Try and figure out what we're going to do with all that shite," he added as an incentive.
"I didn't realize that it was up for debate," Hermione stated as she tilted her head. "I mean, it belongs to the school." In her mind it was clear from the start. They would fix it all up and then hand it over to the Board or something.
"And that is one of the things we'll be pondering. Just go and leave some for the guy I'm bringing." He really didn't want to have this argument in the Hall. He had no problems doing it behind closed doors.
"Fine," she huffed, and then turned and stomped off. While she was now behind Harry, she still had her morals. To her, keeping any of the things they found on school grounds was stealing. She would make sure her views were known.
"We'll talk about it, Harry. I'm sure that we can come up with a good solution to make everyone happy," Luna predicted and then kissed his cheek. She then skipped out of the Hall and followed Hermione. She wanted to give anything that would further the school to the Board, but there were things that would only be useless to them. That and there were families out there that had lost great treasures. Who knew, there might be something that could bring the Weasleys prestige. She recalled many diaries as she sorted through the books and she knew that if she had found one that belonged to her mother, she'd want it back.
"Right," Harry said to her backside as it wiggled with each skip, and then shook his head to clear it. "You guys go with them. I'll be back in a few minutes," he said as he turned to his remaining friends.
"Alright, Harry," the three male teens said as they too got up and left the Great Hall.
Harry made it out of the building, and when no one was around he turned himself invisible. He called up his map, and then went to the Shack and woke Sirius with a bucket of water. "Why are you still asleep?" he asked the wet man.
"Damn, Harry, don't do that!" Sirius shouted as he jumped out of the soaked bed. He reached over, grabbed his stolen wand and waved it to dry himself. He then stomped over to the set of drawers and got some clothes for today. He had had a great time shopping the last few days, and the stuff at Tylor's Threads were really form fitting. They made his younger body look good.
"Just answer the question," the teen snickered.
"I was up sending letter to Waters all night, trying to clear my name. Thanks for hooking me up with Winky, by the way. Anyway, it seems that Fudge want to get on your good side by making me free. That article you had Skeeter run was a Merlin sent. I want the story behind that by the way. Anyway, the Kiss on Sight order is gone, but they want to make sure the case is solid before they give me a trial." It had been a long night. He hadn't even made it to bed until around two in the morning, but they were making great headway.
Harry wandered around the room, while his godfather got dressed. "That's good, I guess. I mean, I don't really know this Fudge bloke, and if he is a bad as they say, well it's going to take more than him doing his fucking job to get on my good side." He was firm in his stance that adults should be doing what they were paid to do. He would make sure that the Minster knew that when, or if, they met.
"I guess I can see that. Still, with me a free man, we can live anywhere in relative peace," the dogman said as he buttoned his last button.
"We'll see what happens," the teen said with a shrug, dismissing it for now. He still had plans on renting or owning a flat in non-magical London. "I came to sneak you into the school. We found this wicked room where you can practice your magic," Harry said, turning around and all but bouncing in place. "Wait until you see it. It's huge and has all this crap in it. Right now, we're fixing everything and making it whole and new. You could do that and get your wandless magic working."
"I thought the Marauders found all the secret rooms. I don't remember a room like that," the young-looking man stated, as he rubbed his chin. He still wished he had his goatee. Unfortunately, his facial hair didn't seem to be growing with the glamor. Maybe he'd ask Harry to tweak it. It'd make him look older and he could pick up more birds.
"The Grey Lady directed me to it. There was a Dark object that Voldemort ruined. Her mum's diadem. She wanted me to cleanse it. When I did, she moved on," was the slightly mysterious reply.
"Yeah, I meant to ask what all that moaning, and wailing was. It was heard clear down in Hogsmeade." He had sat up all night that night wonder just what was going on in the school. He even debated going and checking it out, but in the end figured that the staff would solve whatever it was. He then spent the day after listening to the villagers talk about it.
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