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Chapter 117 - CH 117

even though she was already there... that any rule-breaking was to see both children expelled, immediately. Any further criminal actions by either would see the full weight of the law come down upon them, and an added six months minimum at Azkaban would be added to their sentences.

As soon as the sentences were read, Molly began wailing while both children huddled into her from each side. However, when Ron realised he wasn't going to be going to prison just yet, Harry could see he was visibly relieved. Ginny didn't even look like she'd heard.

Casting his eyes around the gallery, Harry could see that the Professors all looked sad. However, beyond them, Harry could see Arthur quietly sobbing while his four eldest bar Percy surrounded and tried to comfort him. Percy was not in attendance, on the day.

On a different note, no trial ended up being held for those who attacked Daphne and Hermione, as Flint readily admitted to the event. He received a legal rap over the knuckles, was placed on a good behaviour bond enforced by magical vow, and allowed to return to school. His two accomplices claimed they had no idea Flint was going to hurt another when they accompanied him, and there was no proof, so were released with warnings to stay away from Flint when not specifically in class.

As promised, articles began to appear in the Daily Prophet regarding Harry that Miss Pentridge organised. The first was a long statement concerning Harry's ire at those who had used his name without his permission.

By rights, Dumbledore should have been on top of that issue from the start. However, the old man did nothing to stop it. Harry strongly believed it was because the old man believed it all helped to make Harry out as the hero of the magical world, and would lead to Harry eventually being willing to face Voldemort.

When the first article appeared, Harry was again summoned to the Headmaster's office. Dumbledore tried to convince him not to take that path; but, Harry firmly retorted that Dumbledore should have been protecting his interests as his magical guardian, but had not. Harry firmly laid the blame back on Dumbledore's shoulders and wouldn't let the old man slide out from under it.

The next article, three days later, was the article about Harry's mail; and how 'he' was now aware of its existence and was steadily working through it all with the promise that as many people as he could manage would receive a response, no matter how belated it was. Again, Harry was called to the Headmaster's office.

"Harry, I thought we'd spoken about this," the old man said.

"We had, Sir," replied Harry. "It was only three days ago and I recall the conversation quite well."

"I thought we had agreed you'd not be contacting the media about these sorts of issues again," the Headmaster said.

"No, Sir, we did not," Harry firmly replied. "You told me you did not like that I and my bondmates were doing it. However, I just as firmly explained to you why I felt the need was necessary. It was my belief we'd agreed you'd not attempt to stop me in what I needed to do." With a very much over-acted sigh, the Headmaster said, "I did not agree, Harry. And I do not believe you should in future. You are too young to understand the great care needed when speaking with the media. Your reputation can suffer great harm if care is not exercised. That's why I believe all such further correspondence should come to me, first."

"Oh," said Harry, pretending to understand. "I understand, Sir. However, you need not worry about it any further."

"Excellent," the Headmaster sighed.

"No, Sir. That's why I... that is, 'we'... send everything to my solicitors, first. They then go through everything with their understanding and expertise of law and communicating with the media before anything is sent on. So you see, Sir. There's no need to worry, at all.

"Secondly, you made it quite clear to me that you did not have the time to take care of little matters relating to me such as taking care of my mail, checking up on my care at the abusive hands of my supposed relatives, and other important matters relating to your role as my magical guardian. So, I'm at a loss as to when you'd have the time to do all these things now.

"However, thank you for caring enough to mention it, Sir. I'm glad we had this little chat. Will that be all?"

With a small look of frustration, Dumbledore dismissed him once more.

Another three days later and the 'big one' hit the Daily Prophet. This time it made the front page. *#*

THE BOY-WHO-LIVED - HIS LIFE, HIS WORDS

We've Been Lied To!

In his own words, Harry Potter (14), the Boy-Who-Lived, has given us the exclusive story of his life from the night of the attack by You-Know-Who on the cottage of his parents in Godric's Hollow that fateful Halloween, until now. Except for what we know happened, that night, everything you thought you knew about the life Potter lived is a lie! reports Samuel Finklewright.

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The majority of the article was written almost entirely as the girls wrote everything down the weekend of the twentieth & twenty first of September. The only things added were the first and last paragraphs.

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With this information, this reporter is one who is appalled by the treatment our young hero has endured these past twelve years. Where was his so-called magical guardian, Albus Dumbledore? Where were those charged with watching over our war orphans? How did this manage to escape the notice of those paid to watch for this sort of criminal action? This reporter is one person who demands answers!

*#*

Unsurprisingly, a few minutes after the owls delivered the morning copies of the Daily Prophet, Harry was once more called to the Headmaster's office. As soon as Harry led his two bondmates into the office, Harry said, "Headmaster, we really need to stop meeting like this. People are already starting to wonder why you're taking such a close interest in my affairs!"

"Sit down, Mister Potter," the Headmaster firmly commanded. It was clear the Headmaster was struggling to maintain his composure, he was that angry.

Not pushing it, Harry and his two bondmates took the three chairs that now occupied the space across from the Headmaster's desk each time Harry was called to attend the office.

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