Chapter 11 – Disclosure
The headmaster took a moment and sighed as he tried to figure out where to begin. There was a lot to tell and he was not so naïve as to not realize that what he was about to disclose might very well mean the end of his position at Hogwarts. Oh well, he
had done what he thought best at the time. He realized some mistakes now, but perhaps if he was honest with Harry he might retain some semblance of the regard that the young man once felt for him.
"Alright Harry, I guess we might as well start with Professor Snape since you are adamant on your refusal of him. You remember the prophecy I told you about over the summer?"
Harry was about to nod, but then McGonagall spoke up.
"What about the prophecy Albus? You never told the Order the details. Do you have the full prophecy?"
Dumbledore turned and regarded his deputy headmistress and long time friend. He had been so focused on Harry that he had forgotten she was listening as well. Perhaps he was slowing down with age. Well, she would need to understand then before they continued.
"Yes Minerva, I have the full prophecy, as I was present when it was given. I have been withholding until I thought the time was right. I suppose now that Harry knows, that I should tell the rest of the Order. For now, here is what I heard nearly fifteen
years ago…"
Dumbledore relayed the exact prophecy as Harry had heard it before and McGonagall went pale as the news settled into her. Harry still wasn't pleased with the headmaster, but realizing he wasn't the only one that had been withheld on was somewhat mollifying
for the moment. When the headmaster finished, he turned back to Harry.
"Now Harry, as I told you, when the prophecy was given it was overheard in part and the part that was heard by a Death Eater was then relayed to Voldemort. I believe his hearing the incomplete prophecy is what led to the attack on your parents and yourself.
Now you need to know the identity of that Death Eater. It was a young potions master by the name of Severus Snape."
The news perhaps shouldn't have been surprising. In a way it sort of made sense. Still, it hit Harry like a train. All the color drained from his face as the headmaster paused and Hermione wrapped her arms around him. Knowing there was nothing she could
do for the moment, she kept silent, offering only her arms. Gradually the news absorbed and the rage in Harry grew. Hermione felt it build and wondered what she could or should do. This time she knew the rage was justified and that she wouldn't be
able to do much beyond what she was already doing. A full three minutes later, Harry's head gradually came up and his eyes were cold as he allowed his magic to leak and roll toward the headmaster as he responded.
"Snape! He's responsible for it all! And you've kept him here, near me! Who the hell do you think you are?"
"Please Harry, there is more. I am prepared for your hate, but at least wait until you have all the details. I will accept whatever payment you wish to excise from me at the end."
Dumbledore's words and Hermione's hands on his back calmed Harry enough that he was able to give the barest of nods, indicating that the headmaster should continue.
"I understand your rage at Severus Harry, but he regrets his decision to take the partial prophecy to the Dark Lord as much as you do. The story is really his to tell, but you have a right to know. I could call him up here, but I am aware that he would
not tell you what is needed. I am all too aware that Severus sees James Potter when he looks at you and can never see beyond that. To understand, I need to go back another twenty years or so before your parents' deaths. Your mother was muggleborn
of course. She came from a middle class background. Her father ran a small store on the edge of the village of Cokeworth, and his family resided on the edge of town. As young girls, Lily and Petunia Evans played in the fields that bordered the village.
It was during those early years that the first signs of your mother's prodigious magical talent manifested. As you can probably surmise, her sister Petunia was not happy and supportive of Lily's talents. Instead, Lily became friends with a poor boy
from the town who sought refuge from his abusive home in the same fields where the girls played. That boy's name was Severus Snape, a halfblood from an unhappy marriage between a witch of modest talents and an older muggle man. Severus was able to
offer Lily support and explain magic to her, causing a friendship to grow in the years leading up to their departure to Hogwarts. When they reached the age of eleven, the two friends arrived at this school. Lily was sorted into Gryffindor and Severus
went to Slytherin. In the first couple years of their schooling, the friendship continued, but gradually strained. I won't go into all the possible reasons why. Needless to say, Severus began to believe in the ideals espoused in Slytherin and, by
fourth year, was mostly estranged from his childhood friend. At the same time, he also ran afoul of a group of boys who styled themselves as the Marauders. James Potter led the small band and was the personification of Gryffindor pureblood arrogance.
I know that may be hard to understand, but your father was young once and had lessons that he needed to learn. Lily Evans was often at odds with the young Marauders, despite James' regular attempts to gain her attention. His efforts were not aided
by the Marauders' constant baiting of Severus. Eventually James grew up and Severus separated further from Lily. Late in their sixth year, Lily began to change her mind about James. She tried at several points to reach out to her old friend and mend
bridges, but by that time Severus was already friends with the rising Death Eaters and he and Lily traded nasty words. After school Severus became a full Death Eater, but his heart never left Lily, despite what words he spewed to the Dark Lord. As
he grew up, he began to question some of the Dark Lord's ideals, but there is no going back once you take the Dark Mark. When he overheard the prophecy and took it to the Dark Lord, he was aware that you would be targeted. He has admitted that he
didn't care what happened to James' son, he only wanted Lily for his own. The Dark Lord guaranteed he could have Lily in exchange for the information he delivered. When the Dark Lord went back on his word and killed Lily, Severus was distraught. I
found him in the wreckage of the house, mourning over her. It was then that I took him into my custody and learned the full story. On that day I exacted oaths from him that would guarantee that he worked for the light as a double agent in revenge
against the Dark Lord who took the one person he ever loved. I hold him with bonds stronger than any simple oath could elicit. That is why I keep him close and that is why I ask you to allow him to remain."
The headmaster paused to sip a glass of water after his long story and left the other three in the room to sit back in stunned silence. It was a lot to accept. Somehow though it seemed to make sense. In a way that Harry couldn't quite explain, it was
like puzzle pieces settling into place. Still, it didn't leave his father or the Marauders in the best light and that was difficult. He looked over at Professor McGonagall and saw that she was obviously coming to terms with it all as well. Apparently
Dumbledore had kept her in the dark as well. Thinking about his father, Harry realized that she had known him as a student as well.
"Professor McGonagall, you knew my dad and the others the whole time they were at school right? Does this make sense? Were the Marauders really that bad? Was my dad…was he really like that?"
McGonagall sighed as she regarded her young charges. She really wasn't supposed to have favorites, but it was impossible not to in some cases. Harry deserved the full truth, from herself as well as Albus.
"Yes Harry, I believe what Albus is saying. I knew quite a bit of this, although not how close Severus and Lily were before school. It actually makes a lot of sense. As for your father and his actions, I cannot disagree. When your father was young he
was indeed a bit much to put up with. Combined with Sirius, they were pureblood mayhem. You should remember though that they were quite young and privileged. James did grow up and his attitude corrected itself. He was helped in no small part by your
mother. As I'm sure you can understand, it's hard to continue to espouse pureblood nonsense when you fall in love with a brilliant muggleborn witch. His last couple years at school saw a great change in James Potter. After school his marriage settled
him more and he became a force for the cause of the light. Your father was not perfect, but I suggest you focus on the man he became instead of the boy he once was. Unfortunately, Severus has never been able to separate the two."
Harry nodded and lost himself in thought again. Hearing it from McGonagall made it all the more real. Unlike Dumbledore, he had never felt any deceit from her. She was a hard taskmaster, but she was always fair and straight with him. Hermione clung to
him and gradually he settled and looked back to Dumbledore, giving him a barely perceptible nod to continue.
"Alright Harry, so now you understand why I keep Severus close. Despite his use for the Order, he is also an excellent potions master, although I understand that his prejudices make him a less than ideal teacher at times. Now, back to the night of your
parents' deaths. When the wards were breached, I was alerted but arrived too late. What I found was your parents dead, Severus cradling Lily, and you in your crib with a bleeding scar on your head. Amazingly, you had stopped crying and just looked
around, confused. I took control of Severus and called the head Hogwarts' house elf to transport him to a cell in the Hogwarts' dungeon. He said nothing but Lily's name and went quietly, accepting his fate. I then summoned Sirius and was surprised
when he answered. I had thought I would have to hunt him down since he had been the secret keeper, or so I thought. As soon as he arrived and saw your parents, I tried to take control of him as well, but his rage drove him and he got away from me.
I didn't realize then that he had gone to hunt down Peter. Although it was hard to believe, I knew that as the secret keeper he must have betrayed your parents. That left me in a quandary as the Ministry officials arrived. You had no magical relatives
and Sirius was your godfather. The whole evening was chaotic and troubling. No one knew where Voldemort was and I was afraid he would come back to finish what he started. In his haste to leave, Sirius left his motorbike. Hagrid took the bike while
I took you away from the house and back here to the school while I figured out what to do next. I knew I couldn't keep you here forever, but at least the wards bought us some time. I began my initial questioning of Severus while contemplating where
you should go. The morning after the attack, the story was all over the papers. In addition, a lot of people that had been under the Imperius were released from it and a number of Death Eaters had fled. The understanding was that somehow Voldemort
was gone. You became the Boy Who Lived, known to everyone in magical England. I had the goblins check your parents' will and, along with Sirius, they had listed Frank and Alice Longbottom as guardians. Unfortunately, the Longbottoms had their final
duel with Bellatrix the previous week and were no longer able to even care for their own son. I knew any number of magical families would foster you, but the hysteria in the couple days after the attack was such that I feared you would be raised spoiled
and privileged even more than an average pureblood. In addition, I still wasn't convinced that Voldemort was gone. In the end, I was left with what I felt was the best choice by leaving you with your mother's sister and her family and invoking ancient
blood protections. I was hopeful that you would grow up normal and uncoddled until you could be welcomed back into the magical world. I of course never imagined how they would treat you. A day after I left you at the Dursleys, Sirius tracked down
Peter and they dueled. As you know, Peter framed him and the Aurors used wartime laws to imprison Sirius immediately. I should have investigated more, but I accepted the decision. I never would have thought Peter would have done what he did. He was
an untalented student and the least of the group of Marauders. I made many mistakes. I have asked for your forgiveness, but I realize that may be impossible."
Once again Harry was left to sit and absorb the massive amount of information inundating him. After a minute, one overriding fact seemed to settle into his brain as he addressed Dumbledore.
"So you were able to take a newly orphaned child from the scene of a crime and harbor him until you decided where best his future was spent? You were allowed to do this? Doesn't the Ministry have a family services department? And what happened with the
Longbottoms? Did Voldemort have them killed?"
"Yes the Ministry has such a department Harry, but they allowed me to take over due to my position on the Wizengamot and my reputation. I know I perhaps abused that, but I truly thought it was for the best. At the time the Ministry was overwhelmed and
understaffed. I'm afraid it didn't take much convincing to have your care remanded to me. As for the Longbottoms, I suggest you discuss that with Neville. It is his story to tell if he wishes."
Harry trembled at that last bit of disclosure. The Ministry was apparently doing so poorly at the end of the first war that they had allowed an elderly wizard with no legal claim and no experience with children of his own to take custody of an injured
orphan. He thought the Ministry now was lacking, but obviously they had once been even worse. He'd had enough for a moment and stood up to pace the office for a couple minutes. Hermione let him be, knowing that he needed time, but after allowing him
a few minutes, her gentle words prodded him from his thoughts.
Love, do you want me to take over for a bit? Do you need some fresh air?
No…it's just all a bit much. Perhaps you should question him next. I feel my control is slipping.
Harry came back to sit by Hermione, who turned her attention to the headmaster as she took hold of Harry's hand.
"Alright headmaster, so you took it upon yourself to make life altering decisions for Harry after the attack. We now know why the attack most likely happened and the details around the attack for the most part, but one large question remains. What happened
to Voldemort? And a couple more questions from that. Voldemort obviously didn't die, but where did he go? Was he hurt? How was he able to survive?"
"Lady Potter, that is indeed the most important question. I have spent the intervening years researching the answer to that and your subsequent questions. For a year or so after the attack everything remained a bit chaotic. It was obvious that the Death
Eaters had no connection to their former master. Some managed to avoid Azkaban by claiming the Imperius. Many of those I doubted, but a lot of them were quite influential. The trials went on for many long months. Once they were complete, everything
settled down. Even the usual crimes that occurred before Voldemort seemed to be at all time low levels. Everyone seemed to want to put the past behind and believe the Dark Lord really was gone. I had my doubts, but no proof. Still, I used what free
time I had to do some research I had put off for a while and began to probe Tom Riddle's history. It was more a personal project at the time. Then, a few years later, I started to receive some unusual reports from the continent. Incidents of dark
magic were reported in Romania and Bulgaria, with a couple mysterious disappearances and the deaths of several magical creatures. I wondered if perhaps the news was linked to Voldemort, but it was hard to imagine how. My research into Tom's background
had yielded one curious memory that gave me a clue that I didn't want to acknowledge. With the reports of dark magic, I furthered my research and started to gain an idea of how Tom might have cheated death. I wasn't sure if I was correct. At least
not until your second year."
"My second year? The Chamber of Secrets? What did that tell you?"
"That is a difficult question that requires even more background. I know we've been here for quite a while, do you want to take a break and continue later? This next part will not be brief."
"NO. We've come this far and we will continue. I deserve the full truth finally."
Dumbledore nodded and accepted Harry's firm words.
"Alright. First, before we go to your second year, I need to give you some background on Tom Riddle. I've collected a few memories through the years. Perhaps it is time to go to the pensieve again."
Dumbledore crossed the room to a nearby cabinet, where he withdrew a number of memory vials. He took them back to the pensieve, where he poured them in. Next, he withdrew a long string of memories from himself and added them to the magical device before
looking up at the three others who had gathered around him.
"Alright, I have added all the necessary memories. They'll play in chronological order. It will be too difficult for all of us to descend into them, so I am going to activate the suspension rune on my pensieve. I might say that this is a unique addition
that I have only seen on one other pensieve."
Dumbledore activated a strange rune on the edge of the shallow bowl and an image suddenly hovered over the top of the bowl, displaying a middle aged wizard walking on a dirt road leading to a rundown shack. Harry was still reeling from all the disclosures,
but sat back on his heels to begin watching the memories. It took about twenty minutes for them all to play and then Harry and Hermione sat back down, trying to catalog and assimilate the bits of information. Dumbledore put the pensieve away and then
turned back to them.
"So, now we've seen the pieces, let me start filling in some of the blanks. First, the shack you saw was the home of the Gaunt family, the last heirs of Slytherin. You saw what years of inbreeding had brought them to. Morfin and his father both ended
up being sent to Azkaban. Morfin was sent for his crimes against the muggles. Marvolo was sent for attacking Ministry officials. Once they left, his daughter Merope caused quite the sensation when she ran off with the muggle Tom Riddle. I have no
proof, but I suspect a love potion was used. Some months later Merope was penniless and pregnant after Tom left her. She died giving birth and her son was left in the orphanage that you saw me visit. He had a history of being a bully who caused strange
things to happen around him. I was concerned about his attitude, but hoped that bringing him to Hogwarts and training him properly would alleviate his early rough years. The matron at the orphanage was more than happy to send him off for most of the
year. While he was a student, he excelled academically. The boy was incredibly gifted and the picture of Slytherin cunning. Aided by his natural skills and uncommonly good looks, he attracted followers easily. Still, I found myself concerned about
him. Something in me knew that he was beyond just cunning. By the time of his third year, a tension built between us. I was just a professor then, but I kept a sharp eye on the boy and he resented me for it. One of those who was charmed by Tom was
the Potions professor and his head of house, Horace Slughorn. The last memory you saw you probably noticed was a bit different. The memory is broken and unclear because it has been modified. Horace is a master at potions, but he is also a man who
loves the comforts of life and surrounds himself with those of influence and power. Tom attracted him immediately. Now of course he knows who Tom became and is ashamed of the true memory, so he refused to give it to me. To get the modified memory
alone took a good bit of cajoling and some fine scotch. Despite the poor quality of the memory, the key point is that we know Tom was researching horcruxes while he was at school. I believe that in these studies lies the answer to how he managed to
survive and return."
Hermione had been pondering after the pensieve stopped and while Dumbledore spoke. A number of questions were brewing in her mind and Harry gave her a mental nod to go ahead.
"Well, I suppose this explains a bit. Still, it's more than ironic that the Dark Lord who espouses pureblood ideals is actually a halfblood and looks more like his muggle father than his witch mother. Seeing the Gaunts and what they were should be an
advertisement against the inbreeding that those ideals lead to. Anyway, we know where Tom Marvolo Riddle began and what set him on his course. The question now is how to stop him. It seems that his horcrux is the key. What exactly is it professor?
I've never read anything about it."
"And you normally wouldn't. Not here at Hogwarts. I had the few books with general references to them removed from the restricted section years ago. Perhaps if my forebears had done the same, we would not be here today, although I suspect that Tom would
have found his knowledge elsewhere. As to what a horcrux is, it is perhaps the most vile and dark bit of magic known to our world. A horcrux is a soul container, an item in which a wizard or witch places a piece of their soul to keep them bound to
this plane. To create one means that the soul has to be split. The only way to split one's soul is to murder an innocent. Some ritual preparation is needed beforehand, then the murder is done and a piece of the soul is stored in the prepared container.
That container is then hidden. As long as it remains intact, the wizard or witch cannot die completely. They may remain on the most base levels of existence, but they can return using other dark rites, much as Voldemort did in the cemetery."
This time is was Minerva who gasped and shook her head. Before Harry or Hermione could say anything further, she found her voice.
"ALBUS, by the gods, really? You've known all this for how long?"
"I've known a bit of Tom's background for years. The details on the horcruxes I have only discovered in the last ten years or so Minerva. I know you and the others of the Order will probably question my means and motives, but I have done what I felt was
necessary. Horcruxes are not known to most of the population. I would say only a few Unspeakables and a couple others in the Ministry have even heard of them."
The Transfiguration professor just stared at her old friend, wondering what else he wasn't telling them. Then Hermione spoke up again.
"Alright, so Voldemort created a horcrux. So we need to find it and destroy it before hunting him down. Unless…Professor, can one create more than one horcrux?"
"And once again you show your brilliance Lady Potter. That is the issue we have with the modified memory. I believe a discussion on the number of horcruxes was what Tom asked Horace. I know for a fact that one horcrux has been destroyed, but I am not
certain how many more remain, although I can take an educated guess."
"One has been destroyed? When? How?"
Dumbledore rose from his chair and crossed the office. He pulled his wand and performed a long incantation as he ran his wand alongside a picture. The picture swung aside and revealed a hidden space behind it. From here he withdrew a small book that was
instantly familiar to Harry. He returned to his desk and placed it in front of them.
"The diary! That's how he was able to take control of Ginny through it!"
"Yes, this diary contained a piece of his soul. It was lucky that you had a basilisk fang handy to destroy it. Basilisk venom is one of only a couple of items that can destroy a horcrux."
"So one down, how many to go? What do you think?"
"My theory is that Tom would have chosen a magical number when choosing his horcruxes. I don't believe he would have thought three would be enough. I think he would have wanted more insurance than that. I think thirteen is more than even his soul could
take being split. So my guess is seven. The diary is a commonplace item and, given the age that he was when he appeared out of it, I believe it was his first. Knowing Tom as I did, I suspect that later horcruxes would have been created from items
of greater import. I have a couple more memories that might provide some insight, but there is something else I suspect and it may be the most difficult news of all."
The grim look on the headmaster's face made Hermione cringe. There was something worse than all this? She squeezed Harry's hand as she took a deep breath. Harry's jaw was set as he nodded at Dumbledore.
"Lord Potter, I've researched the circumstances around your parents' murders for many years. Of course the key question was always what happened to Voldemort and how you managed to defeat him. I reached the conclusion that it was your mother's sacrifice
that invoked ancient life magic and caused the killing curse to rebound off you and back to Voldemort. Your scar is the result of that of course. Since you've started at the school I know your scar has caused pain for you and that you also occasionally
have nightmares from it. Added to that are your parselmouth abilities, which I believe come from Voldemort. There is no easy way to say this, but all this evidence leads me to believe that when Voldemort's killing curse backfired he created an inadvertent
horcrux, lodging a fragment of his soul in your scar."
That news hit Harry harder than any of the previous disclosures. His scar was a horcrux? A piece of Voldemort's soul? His magic flared out of control despite Hermione's physical and mental link to him. She was as distraught as he was and was unable to
help him gain control. As the magic flared, Dumbledore put up a shield around the young couple. He supposed the reaction was understandable, but the strength of Harry's magic was staggering. He wondered how much of it was due to his bond with Hermione.
Harry got up and was about to begin pacing when he suddenly dropped to his knees and began to dig his fingers into his forehead. It wasn't logical, but he was beyond logic until Hermione regained control.
Harry my love, stop! Hurting yourself won't solve this. I'm upset also, but use your occlumency. We'll find a solution, but you need control first.
Harry was on his knees in a ball with Hermione wrapped around him. Gradually he exerted his mind magics and his raw magic display came under control. With his magic under control, his emotions took over and he began to quietly sob. Hermione joined his
tears as she clung to him, peppering his cheeks with small kisses as she mentally caressed him. Dumbledore took down the shield and he and McGonagall watched the young couple for many minutes. The force of their bond was palpable and remarkable. After
a while they gained control and stood up to face the headmaster and their professor, although they said nothing.
"I am very sorry to have to be the one to tell you this. Now you understand why I have wanted to wait before putting this burden on you. I am glad that you have bonded now so that you have your soulmate to help you through this."
Hermione regarded the headmaster with mixed feelings. He had made many mistakes, but in his mind he obviously thought he was doing what was best. He wasn't malicious, but definitely misguided with more than a bit of arrogance. Well, no more, the truth
was out and it was time to work on finding a solution.
"Professor, you mentioned that basilisk venom is one of the only known ways to destroy a horcrux. What other ways are there? What can we do?"
"The other two ways I know of are fiendfyre and a reverse ritual that has to be done by the originator of the horcux. It would require great remorse on Voldemort's part and a sincere desire that he wishes to reverse what he has done. Obviously that will
never happen. So that leaves just the two known weapons against the horcrux, basilisk venom and fiendfyre. I will say that this magic is ancient and reviled, meaning that much of what was known about it has been lost. I have been searching for other
alternatives."
Harry finally found his voice as he regarded Dumbledore coolly.
"So I either have to dose my scar in venom or fiendfyre to destroy it. Of course that would be a bit hazardous to my health. Does that mean that for Voldemort to finally be gone that I need to die as well?"
Hermione gasped and whimpered as she clutched onto Harry.
"I hope not Harry. That is why I continue to search for another answer. Since you've bonded, the need has become doubly imperative."
"You mean?"
"Yes my love, he means that if you die then I most likely will as well. That is the case with all other documented soul bonds. Not that I would wish to continue without you."
The young couple embraced again as Harry pulled Hermione onto his lap. It was all too much. He supposed that if it was just himself he had to sacrifice, he could come to terms with that, but he couldn't take her with him. They had to find another way.
Hermione settled a bit and turned to look at Dumbledore.
"Well then, we need to research more. This may be OWL year, but that no longer matters. Now is not the time for modesty. I may only be fifth year, but I am the best researcher in the student body. I have to ask that you share any notes you have already
gathered and advice on how to move forward with finding a way to safely remove a also need to track down the other horcruxes."
"Of course Lady Potter. I will share everything I have. I will also give you open access to the restricted section of the library, as well as my own personal collection. I am assured that if anyone can find a solution, it will be yourself. I think while
you continue with researching how to remove a horcrux, I will continue on the other path to track down the additional horcruxes that need to be destroyed. I have a couple books here that you can take immediately if you wish."
Hermione nodded and Dumbledore crossed to a bookshelf on the left side of the office. He removed two heavy tomes and placed them on the desk in front of her. With a sigh, he addressed them one final time.
"Now I know this day has been a long and momentous one, but we must return to the issue of the governing of the school. I have accepted that you are invoking Founders' rights, and will move to make the changes in DADA, History of Magic and Divination,
but what is your final decision regarding Professor Snape now that you realize the reason I keep him near?"
What do you think my brilliant love? I suppose I see the reason for keeping him here, but I still want him gone.
I understand Harry and I've been thinking on this. I suggest we let Snape continue teaching NEWT students and ask Dumbledore to find someone sufficient to teach up to OWL level. That means we at least won't have to worry about him until next year.
An elegant solution once again my love, you go ahead and let him know.
Dumbledore regarded the two of them with a look of contemplation as Hermione turned and presented their verdict. The headmaster seemed relieved as he responded.
"I think that is an admirable compromise and I have an individual in mind who I believe could serve well. She never quite completed her full potions mastery, but she is close and will be more than adequate up to OWL level. Also, I couldn't help but notice
that the two of you were quiet for a bit. Out of curiosity, has your bond given you the legendary mind speech ability?"
Guess we can't hide it anymore.
Aye my love.
"Yes headmaster, the ability developed gradually as our bond strengthened, but it isn't something we wish to advertise."
"Understood. Now, the decision has been made regarding Professor Snape, and I have a good deal to get done with tracking down Remus and looking for a History professor. First though I need to let the Ministry know that their interference will no longer
be tolerated since the Founders' rights have been invoked. Needless to say that will cause quite an uproar. Before I tell the Ministry, it might be prudent to call an emergency session of the Board of Governors. With Umbridge being evicted today,
I daresay it won't be long before the Minister calls me. Do you wish to speak to the Board or would you prefer for me to do so?"
Thoughts love? Personally, I'd love to do this myself. I know Lucius is on the board and I want to see his face.
Most definitely.
"Thank you for the offer headmaster, but I think it will be best if we speak to the board. It shouldn't take long. Let's see, it's almost dinner time. I think I'd like to take a quiet meal with my lady in our apartment and begin to adjust to all of this.
Perhaps after dinner we can call the board meeting. Say around seven? Can they floo in? It shouldn't take long."
"I think we can manage that Lord Potter. I'll send patronuses to all ten members immediately. Once the meeting concludes, I'll make my call to the Minister. The evening will still be young, so I expect the Prophet will have time to grab the story in time
to print it in the morning."
"Understood. Professor McGonagall, will you be attending the board meeting? I'd like you there if you don't mind."
"Of course Lord Potter. And might I add Harry, this day has brought a lot of disturbing revelations. If there is anything I can do to help, I am at your leave."
"Thank you. That is much appreciated. One more point headmaster, with the news most likely making the morning paper, I should make an announcement to the school. Probably at the start of breakfast before the post arrives."
"Of course. A very sound idea."
Anything else for now love? I really need to get out of here for a while.
No, I also need a break.
"Alright, I think we've done all we can for now. I thank you headmaster for finally disclosing what you know. I won't say that I am ready to be at ease with you, but I am willing to work with you to defeat Voldemort and care for the school. My wife and
I will be retreating to our apartment and will return at seven. I think though that I would prefer to avoid any questioning in the halls for now and will call Dobby."
Dumbledore nodded and Harry summoned the elf. Dobby was more than happy to take both Harry and Hermione by their hands and apparate them to their apartment. It was still twenty minutes until dinner, so he left them for a bit before returning with trays.
Although there was much to discuss, words seemed to be insufficient as the they curled up on their couch and held each other in comforting silence. Once dinner arrived, they traded a few thoughts as the events of the day seemed to heap around them.
One point that came up as they finished was in regards to Ron.
Harry, what do we tell Ron? Anything? He is going to know something is wrong. He hasn't always been the most steadfast, but he has been there when it counted. And your alliance with House Longbottom will most likely make news as well. That will also make him wonder. For that matter, since we're allied with Neville now, maybe he should know?
I don't know. Part of me wants to keep this quiet and almost deny it and another part of me wants the support of my friends. The Weasleys have been good to me. I wonder since I allied with House Longbottom, if I should offer an alliance to House Weasley. Of course, that is something I would have to offer to Arthur.
Hermione was quiet for a couple minutes and Harry could see she was thinking hard. After a bit, she replied to him.
I think that may be a good idea love. Offer an alliance to Arthur. If he accepts, then I think we can tell Ron. A house alliance will allow a unique secrecy vow. I think you should tell the others as well. You know that the family doesn't keep secrets well among themselves. I've also been thinking that Bill and Charlie might be able to offer some unique help. Bill is a cursebreaker and his skills offer an obvious advantage in research. Charlie has been in Romania for several years and I've heard that the old Eastern European wizards had some unusual magic. Perhaps he can find something that will help. Then there's the twins. Something tells me that we'll be needing their unique approach to problems. As much as I hate to admit it, they've created some ingenious solutions in the past. As for Ron and Ginny, I don't know that they will offer much directly, but I know they will support us.
Alright, that all makes sense. Except you left out Percy. He had the best test scores in the family.
Yes, I know, but I don't feel comfortable trusting him. He has been too focused on his career and seems to have left the family behind. If he can't be loyal to them, then how can he be loyal to us?
I guess that's sad but true. Okay, I'll offer Arthur an alliance soon. Perhaps I should ask Dumbledore if we can make a quick trip to the Burrow tonight before the news breaks?
You don't have to ask my love. We have Founders' rights and can do as we please.
Of course. That will take some getting used to. So, meet with the board at seven, then to the Burrow after. If Arthur accepts the alliance, then I will ask him to call a family meeting this weekend. That should give Charlie time to arrange for an international floo connection. I really don't want to do this more than once, so how about we invite Neville and Sirius as well?
That sounds like a plan. You should probably include Augusta Longbottom since she is the matron of the house until Neville comes of age. She also sits on the Wizengamot.
Good idea. Well, that's a lot to do in the next couple days. And I honestly still haven't fully assimilated all this yet.
I understand my love. We'll work through it all. First we take control, gather allies and information.
Harry smiled and leaned across the table to give his wife a quick peck as they finished their dinner. After the meal, Hermione decided to begin looking at the books Dumbledore gave her while Harry meditated and prepared himself for the meeting with the
board.
Chapter 12 – Alliances
Promptly at seven, Harry and Hermione presented themselves to the gargoyle guarding the headmaster's office. This time the gargoyle not only did not challenge them, but instead dipped its head low in apparent regard for the Founders' heirs. Harry took
his wife's hand and led her up to the office. Both of them had made a point of wearing their house dress robes with their crests for the meeting and Harry carefully controlled his breathing as he calmed himself and projected a sense of authority before
they stepped into the office.
The office was arranged slightly different than it had been earlier in the day, with a rectangular table situated below the headmaster's desk. While not overly large, the table could easily seat sixteen, although it was much narrower than a standard dining
table. Arranged on the two sides of the desk were the ten members of the board. On one side sat five men, while on the other side sat three men and two women. The fact that the majority of the board were men rankled Hermione a bit, but she set the
feeling aside since she knew the board was shortly to be no longer. Dumbledore sat on one end of the table with McGonagall to his side, leaving the other end of the table open. Two chairs had been placed there, but Harry bypassed those and instead
chose to stand and regard the group. He didn't anticipate this taking long and immediately addressed everyone.
"Good evening to you all. Headmaster, I believe I recognize a couple of faces, but can you please make introductions?"
"Of course Lord Potter. Beginning on my right at the seat closest to you and working up to where I am sitting, we have Lord Edward Greengrass, Mr. Augustus Rowle, Mr. Graham Warren, Mr. George Bulstrode and Lord Lucius Malfoy. On the left side of the
table at the end closest to you is Lady Amelia Bones, Mr. Richard Selwyn, Matron Augusta Longbottom, Mr. Julian Flint and Lord Thaddeus Nott. Although all of you are aware who this is, let me please introduce the board to Lord Harry James Potter and
Lady Hermione Jean Potter of the Most Ancient and Noble House of Potter."
Harry took careful note of each person as they were introduced. He found the use or lack of titles interesting and kept mental notes on each for future reference. He also found it interesting that Neville's grandmother was on the board. Lucius looked
as cool as ever with his usual slightly menacing appraisal. He also noted that, counting Lucius, half the board all carried the names of families that he knew had members within Slytherin house. That too seemed disproportionate, but he set his mental
review aside and rubbed his signets as he began to address the group.
"Thank you headmaster. I appreciate everyone coming on short notice this evening and I won't keep you long. I requested this meeting so that I can personally inform you that your services on the board are no longer required. As of this afternoon, the
Hogwarts Board of Governors has been dissolved and Founders' rights have been invoked in accordance with the laws and charter that were established when this school was founded. I wear the ring of Gryffindor and my lady wears the ring of Ravenclaw.
The goblins informed us that the ring of Hufflepuff has been destroyed and that the ring of Slytherin has not been claimed, leaving us with the right to vote over the school. While we did not originally wish to execute those rights so quickly, events
earlier today necessitated this change. I appreciate your service to the school and wish you all well."
Before Harry could quite finish, a murmur began on the far end of the table. When he was done, it was Lucius who predictably stood and refuted the claim.
"What are you talking about boy? Founders' rights indeed! The Founders' houses are long gone and the board has served to govern the school for many hundreds of years. You cannot dismiss us. Do you even understand who some of us at this table are?"
"Yes Lord Malfoy, I do understand. That is why I asked for introductions. And during those introductions, the headmaster also informed you that my title is Lord Potter, not boy. I would appreciate that you respect my title as much as I am respecting yours.
I have already fought and won one duel today, I will not hesitate to initiate another if you continue to show the same lack of respect that Madam Umbridge did earlier."
Harry let his magic leak a bit as he delivered that news, causing several more exclamations around the table. The elderly man on the right side of the table who had been introduced as Richard Selwyn spoke up next.
"Madam Umbridge? You mean my great-niece Dolores? You dueled her today? What happened to her?"
"My apologies Mr. Selwyn for my abrupt announcement. I was not aware that Madam Umbridge had a relative in the room. She received minor injuries in our duel, but has recovered now. I granted her her life, but insisted that she leave the school permanently.
We do not feel that the Ministry has the right to interfere on the level they wish with the school. I might add that I acknowledged a life debt that I hold on her and expect her to behave accordingly in the future."
Richard Selwyn blanched a bit, but nodded as Harry spoke.
"I understand Lord Potter. My thanks to you for sparing Dolores' life. While this has been a shocking announcement, I acknowledge your rights and will dismiss myself now as my services are no longer required."
Selwyn rose from the table and nodded briefly to the others before striding out of the office. Next to speak was Matron Longbottom.
"As an ally of House Potter, I also acknowledge Lord Potter's right to invoke the Founders' rights and will also dismiss myself from this meeting."
As she rose, Harry gave her a full smile that spoke volumes. He would have liked to say more, but that would have to wait for later. Next to speak up was Thaddeus Nott.
"Albus, is this all really true? Are the Founders' rights still even valid? And what the bloody hell did he do to Dolores? Does the DMLE know about this?"
Before Dumbledore could respond, it was Amelia Bones who spoke up.
"Yes Thaddeus, the DMLE was informed this afternoon of the duel and has received and reviewed the associated memories. We found that Lord Potter acted within his rights and was actually quite gracious to Dolores. She received two warnings before he initiated
the duel. I am afraid she was foolhardy to challenge him, believing he was just an underage student under her control. Now, I am not as foolhardy. Obviously the Founders' rights are valid and, since I have a good many other duties to attend to, I
will now dismiss myself. Good evening everyone."
Harry gave the woman a slight smile as she left the room and then returned his demeanor to his former stony countenance as he looked at those left around the table, focusing especially on Malfoy. They locked eyes for a full minute before Lucius finally
broke away and made one last pronouncement.
"Fine! I suppose I have better things to be doing as well. I will leave for now, but Lord Potter, I can assure you this is not the last time we will be speaking. I will be pursuing this with the Ministry."
Harry just glared and refused to respond to the bait as Lucius stormed out of the office. He knew that there was nothing the Ministry could do, short of forcing a martial takeover of the school, which wasn't likely. Once Lucius was gone, the others in
the room all left as well. A couple had a few parting words, but most shot daggers at Harry and left silently. Once the room was clear except for the Potters, Dumbledore and McGonagall; the headmaster stood, vanished the table and rearranged his office
back to its usual configuration.
"Well Lord Potter, that went better than I expected actually. Now I suppose we are down to moving on to the other tasks we discussed earlier today."
"Indeed headmaster. First though, I must use your floo and make a quick call at the Burrow. Also, I neglected to mention it earlier with all the other disclosures, but I wanted to inform you that I will be attending my first Wizengamot meeting next Monday
when they resume after the summer holiday. Professor McGonagall, that will mean I will be missing at least two classes and possibly three. My wife will take notes for me."
"I see Lord Potter. Is there any particular business that you are interested in during this upcoming session or will this mainly be your introduction to the group at large?"
"I suppose it will be my formal introduction, but I have important business as well. I will be presenting a motion to submit my memories and ask for charges against Sirius to be cleared."
"Well, that will certainly liven up the session. I can't say I am surprised. I hope you are prepared for objections."
"Yes I am. Hermione and I have talked this over though and I am well within my rights. Despite prejudices against Sirius, this should actually be fairly straightforward with the memories I can submit."
"Ah, but I am afraid very little is ever straightforward with the Wizengamot. But we shall see what happens on Monday. Now, my floo is open if you wish to use it. I will most likely be here late with all that I have to work on."
Harry nodded and said goodnight to Professor McGonagall before stepping to the floo, tossing in some powder and then putting his head in the flames as he called for the Burrow. Twenty seconds later, Molly answered him.
"Harry! I heard you've been busy. Is everything alright?"
"For now Molly, but I do need to talk to Arthur immediately if I may. It won't take long, but Hermione and I need to come through for a visit."
"What? Of course. Come on. Let me call Arthur in."
Harry pulled his head out of the fire and then took Hermione's hand as they stepped through to the Burrow. Arthur and Molly were waiting and embraced them briefly. As Harry stepped back, he noticed a recently familiar face who was also in the room.
"Hello Lady Bones. I hadn't expected to see you again so soon."
"Nor I you. I was just visiting my friends and letting them know about the recent developments. Given Arthur's position at the Ministry, the fact that they have several children enrolled at Hogwarts, and the fact that they are friends with yourself I
thought it would be good for me to visit before the paper arrived in the morning. I suppose though that's why you are here now. Perhaps I should leave."
"No need. I only need to talk with Arthur and Molly briefly. But this is house business, can you give us a few minutes?"
"Of course Lord Potter. I'll wait in the living room."
Amelia left and Harry turned back to Mr. Weasley.
"Harry, or should I say Lord Potter, how is the start of school going? Given Amelia's arrival and what I just heard, it doesn't sound like things have been quiet."
"Harry is fine Arthur. There is a time for the titles, but with friends I prefer to not use them as much as possible. School has taken a momentous start, but before I explain, I have a question for you."
"Of course Harry. You know that we regard you and Hermione as family. What can I do?"
"Arthur, your family has indeed been very welcoming to us and I would like to strengthen that bond. I wish to offer House Weasley a formal alliance with the Most Ancient and Noble House of Potter."
Arthur looked stunned for a minute and glanced quickly over at Molly. She was equally stunned, but then she smiled.
"I understand Arthur if you need time…"
"On the contrary Lord Potter. House Weasley would be more than happy to formalize the alliance that we already feel is in place."
"Excellent. Then, I, Harry James Potter do hereby offer a formal alliance between House Weasley and the Most Ancient and Noble House of Potter. What say you?"
"I, Arthur Septimus Weasley, do hereby happily accept an alliance between House Weasley and the Most Ancient and Noble House of Potter. So mote it be."
Harry felt a brief tingle in his signet ring, much like when Neville had allied with House Potter earlier. With that business done, it was now time to make his first request for assistance.
"Thank you Arthur, now I need to make my first request of our alliance. I have recently had quite a lot of information divulged to me regarding my history, as well as that of Tom Riddle. I made an alliance with Scion Longbottom earlier today and I would
like to meet with all of your family, Neville, his grandmother, Sirius and Remus this coming Saturday. I was thinking mid-afternoon. I expect the discussions to take a couple hours at minimum."
"Wow, alright Harry. You and the others are welcome at any time of course. Who from my family would you like present?"
"Everyone except Percy. I think each person can offer something unique, but that will become evident after we speak."
Molly frowned and then looked sad at the exclusion of Percy, but Arthur nodded and seemed to understand.
"Alright. So, this will be a meeting of House Potter and its allies? Have you formalized with House Black yet?"
"No, I actually was thinking of popping over to Grimmauld after we leave here. I guess I assumed since Sirius is my godfather that the alliance is already in place."
"Well, an individual alliance between the two of you is in place, but not between your houses. If I may offer a bit of advice, I would suggest that you formalize an alliance with House Black. Despite Sirius' fugitive status, the charges were never formalized
by trial and thus the goblins don't acknowledge them. That leaves Sirius still able to conduct House Black business while in hiding. Also, I have another recommendation…"
Arthur paused for a moment and seemed tentative suddenly.
"Go ahead Arthur, I appreciate any advice you have. I'm still new to much of the business of being a Lord."
"Well, House Weasley is not anywhere near the stature of House Potter, but since you are willing to indulge me. My next suggestion is that you consider an alliance with House Bones, especially since Amelia is here now. The house is small, just Amelia
and her niece Susan now, but Amelia is head of the DMLE. I personally can vouch for her character and stance for the light."
Harry contemplated what Arthur was suggesting. His opinion held great importance for him and he could see the benefit of being allied with the head of the DMLE. She had also been quite helpful in his meeting with the board.
Love, what is your feeling about an alliance with House Bones? Obviously allying with House Black makes sense now that Arthur has pointed it out, but I'm a bit overwhelmed right now.
I understand Harry, but I think I agree with Arthur. I've gotten to know Susan well in arithmancy lessons and she speaks highly of her aunt. Amelia has cared for her since Susan's parents were killed by Death Eaters.
Really? Why didn't I know that about Susan? Well, that would certainly make Amelia a dedicated crusader against Voldemort. I suppose then I should call her in and make another alliance. I wonder what the record is for number of house alliances created in a single day?
Harry listened as Hermione chuckled mentally and he looked back to Arthur.
"Arthur, my wife is in agreement with your assessment on an alliance with House Bones. I think I might as well take care of this now."
Arthur nodded and stepped to the side so that Harry could cross to the living room. He found Lady Bones reading a magazine. She looked up and gave him a small smile.
"Lady Bones, thank you for your patience. I have been in discussion with Arthur and am pleased to announce that House Weasley is now formally allied with House Potter. With that complete, Arthur added some advice for me. I would now like to offer an alliance
with House Bones as well, as long as you don't feel it will conflict with your legal duties with the DMLE."
Amelia stood up and appraised the young lord in front of her. Despite his age, he had the bearing of a true lord, much more than some who carried that title and flaunted it around the Ministry.
"Lord Potter, while I am a bit surprised, I am also honored that you would consider an alliance with House Bones. As for any conflict, that is not a concern as long as you realize that there may be information that I am in possession of and which I have
foresworn secrecy regarding that I cannot disclose even to allies. I don't anticipate this to be frequent, but it may occur."
"I understand Lady Bones. When I offer an alliance, I do not mean to compromise your position. I am offering the alliance so that I can share specific information with my allies and have the information protected under house magic. I would also appreciate
your assistance with my efforts to make the Ministry acknowledge Voldemort's return and act on it."
"Well then, I see no issue with making an alliance Lord Potter. You should know that this will make headlines and anger more than a few people."
Harry snorted.
"Making headlines is something I do and I am past caring what the general populace thinks. Now, I, Harry James Potter, do hereby offer a formal alliance between House Bones and the Most Ancient and Noble House of Potter."
"I, Amelia Susan Bones, do hereby graciously accept a formal alliance between House Bones and the Most Ancient and Noble House of Potter. So mote it be."
Harry felt the familiar tingle in his signet and smiled at Amelia.
"Thank you Lady Bones…"
"Lord Potter, if we may, can we drop the title and just use names?"
"That would be welcome Amelia, thank you. Now, have you had a chance to discuss the dealings at the school with Arthur and Molly?"
"Not yet, we were just getting to that when your call came through."
Hermione went back to the kitchen and asked Arthur and Molly to join them. Once everyone found seats, Harry decided to deal with house business.
"Arthur, I accepted your advice and House Potter is now allied with House Bones. Along with your alliance, House Potter is also allied with House Longbottom and most likely will shortly be allied with House Black. As I mentioned earlier, I wish to meet
with all my allies this weekend to discuss a wealth of new information that has recently been disclosed to me. Along with yourself, Molly and the six of your children, I'd also like to invite Sirius, Remus, Neville, his grandmother, the Grangers,
Amelia and Susan. That is if you think Susan should attend with us Amelia?"
"Yes Harry, I think it is a wise idea to have Susan present. The two of us are all there is to House Bones now. I guarantee that she is trustworthy."
"I have no doubt about that Amelia. Now, there will be much to discuss on Saturday, but I think Arthur and Molly need to be made aware of the news regarding the school that will most likely be in the Prophet in the morning. Hermione my love, do you mind?"
Hermione nodded and turned to the Weasleys. She then succinctly detailed them on all that had happened, with the placement of Umbridge by the Ministry, her attitude in class, the ensuing duel, and her and Harry's instatement of Founders' rights and dismissal
of the board. When she finished, the two of them looked a bit pale and stunned. Molly was the first to recover and respond.
"Alright, well I suppose that explains Amelia's sudden visit. I can't believe the Founders' rights are actually true. I thought those were old stories. Thank you for warning us before the morning paper arrives. So Saturday will have even more disclosures?"
"Yes Molly. The news we bring tonight is public knowledge. What we have to discuss this weekend is decidedly more and very private. That is one reason for invoking the alliances. This way we can use the house magic to bind everyone's secrecy vows. Also, speaking of secrecy vows, I need to discuss something else with you Amelia. This may be your first conflict of interest between your vow with the DMLE and your alliance vow."
Amelia looked wary, but nodded for Harry to continue.
"There will be an ally at the meeting who is a wanted criminal but who will be under my protection."
"Damn, alright, who?"
"Sirius Black, but wait please and let me explain. First, were you aware that Sirius is my bound godfather by oath? Remus Lupin can give oath that he was witness. Sirius could not have betrayed me to Voldemort or he would be dead. Also, if you check your own records, you will find no record of a trial convicting Sirius. Now that I am able to take my title, I will be petitioning for a review of his case at the next Wizengamot meeting. I can offer you an oath and memories of all I'm telling you."
Amelia looked stunned as Harry did just that, raising his wand and giving full magical oath. Hermione then produced a phial, filled it with memories, and handed it to her. She then proceeded to state the old laws.
"I know this is difficult Amelia, but we are justified under the laws of the Ancient Houses of 1259, prior to the founding of the current Ministry in 1391. The Ancient Houses and their laws of Alliance predate the governances laid down by the Ministry, including those of the DMLE. I think though when you view these memories though you will see that in fact it is the Ministry that has trod rather haphazardly on the laws via past administrations."
Amelia was looking pained but nodded, then accepted the drink that Arthur handed her without prompting. After she downed it, she finally nodded and then finally turned back to Harry.
"Alright Lord Potter, the meeting this weekend should prove interesting. As should these memories. I am glad that we don't have long to wait until the next Wizengamot meeting. As for you, Mrs. Potter, I don't suppose you've considered a career in law?"
Hermione just smirked, while Arthur chuckled and redirected the conversation.
"So, I suppose since you have invoked Founders' rights that we won't need to worry about how to get everyone out of school on Saturday?"
"No Arthur. We have open use of the headmaster's floo. Also, you should know, that along with dissolving the board we requested additional changes to the school. Namely, we asked that Remus be brought back to teach DADA despite what anyone thinks about
his affliction. Also, Professor Snape will now only be teaching NEWT level Potions. The headmaster is securing a professor to teach up to OWL level. Divination is no longer compulsory and the headmaster is also seeking a replacement professor to teach
History of Magic."
Amelia shook her head and smirked at the two young people.
"Well, forget about making waves. Sounds like Tsunami Potter is hitting Hogwarts."
That brought a round of laughter from everyone and finally broke the tension. The night was growing late and Harry and Hermione said their goodbyes as they made their way to the floo. Although he hadn't thought about it earlier, Harry realized that he
needed to speak to Sirius and made their next stop Grimmauld Place. The floo at Grimmauld was keyed open to a few people, including Harry, and they stepped through immediately. The floo alarm chimed to announce their arrival and Kreacher popped in
to greet them. Before Harry could ask Kreacher to announce them, Sirius stepped into the room.
"Pup! This is a happy surprise. And hello Hermione my dear."
Sirius hugged them both and then stepped back and saw the look the on Harry's face.
"Well, school has barely started, but I can tell by that look that you've been busy. Making waves already?"
Harry snorted while Hermione retorted.
"Actually, according to Amelia, Tsunami Potter has hit Hogwarts."
"Amelia? Bones? From the DMLE? Alright, come sit. Let me open the bar and prepare myself for this."
Harry accepted a shot of firewhiskey from Sirius, but Hermione desisted. Harry knew she didn't usually like him drinking and sent a mental query to her.
It's fine Harry. I can understand a drink now or then. You certainly deserve it after today. Just don't try to keep up with Sirius.
Harry smirked and the pause clued in his godfather.
"Alright you two! You know it's rude to talk behind my back. So, start explaining."
Harry begin to give the details of the day, continuing on through his duel with Umbridge. Then he decided to let Hermione give the details on their invoking the Founders' rights. In between, Sirius refilled himself, but Harry declined. Once Hermione detailed
the invoking of Founders' rights and their subsequent dismissal of the school board, Harry took back over and detailed the alliances he had put in place for House Potter.
"…so Sirius, I know we have the bond created between the two of us when you became my godfather, but now I'd like to ask if you would formally ally House Black and House Potter?"
Harry paused and let Sirius contemplate his request, while also absorbing everything else he had been told.
"Wow. And I thought the Marauders' turned the school upside down a couple times. It sounds like you're starting with Hogwarts and moving on to the Ministry. James would be proud as hell. So would Lily for that matter, although I think your mum would have
had some advice for you about letting power go to your head. I suppose though that's why you have your own brilliant witch at your side. So, House Potter is now allied with Longbottom, Weasley and Bones. Any others?"
"I don't think so. The goblins didn't tell us about any alliances when I inherited. And I haven't created any others of my own."
"Aye, well they definitely would have told you. Alliances are quite important. I think that, along with the book on house customs, I have another you should take back with you. It details the various types of house alliances and gives historical examples.
Of course, the book is probably close to a hundred years old, but it will give some background. Now, about our houses allying. I can practically hear my father's ghost rising from the grave to take revenge on me, but I wholeheartedly agree to an alliance."
"Thanks Sirius. Now, I, Harry James Potter of the Most Ancient and Noble House of Potter do hereby offer an alliance with the Most Ancient and Noble House of Black."
"And I, Sirius Orion Black, do hereby accept the offered alliance between the Most Ancient and Noble Houses of Black and Potter. So mote it be."
For the fourth time that day, Harry felt the familiar signet tingle and smiled at his godfather.
"Excellent. Now, my first request of our alliance is to have you attend a meeting occurring at the Burrow this coming Saturday at three in the afternoon. All of the allies of House Potter and hopefully Neil and Jean will be present while I explain quite
a few other details of great import. Also, Molly insisted that everyone stay for dinner after."
"I'll be there of course pup. I guess I should stop calling you that. Who all will be there. Wait, will Amelia be there? That could be a bit of a sticky wicket. So, more details of import? You haven't done enough today?"
"This isn't about what I've done Sirius. I finally got Dumbledore to give me all the information he should have told me years ago. Much of it is shocking and I will need everyone's support. Yes, that includes Amelia. She knows you'll be there as well and that you're under my protection. I gave her my oath and memories and I told her I'll be petitioning for you at the next Wizengamot. She doesn't like it, but she can't deny the old laws I'm using."
"Well alright. I guess I'll see you on Saturday then."
"And Harry and I really should get back to school. It's already past curfew and we are using the headmaster's floo."
"Not that curfew applies anymore to you since you wear the Founders' rings."
"I suppose not, but we do have to get back. I still need to make an announcement to the school at breakfast before the post arrives."
"I understand. One moment though while I fetch that book."
Sirius left for a couple minutes and returned with the book he had mentioned. Hermione took it from him while he wished them good luck and then hugged them both before Harry and Hermione stepped into the floo and arrived back in the headmaster's office.
Despite the late hour, Dumbledore was still at his desk.
"Ah, Lord and Lady Potter, welcome back. I hope your errand went well."
"Quite well headmaster. You will undoubtedly hear shortly, but House Potter is now allied with Houses Weasley, Bones and Black, as well as Longbottom."
"Indeed? You have been busy this evening. Well, I am certain that those houses will provide much needed support for you in what is to come."
"Yes. I have scheduled a meeting with my allies for this coming Saturday at 3 pm at the Burrow. Fred, George, Ron, Ginny, Neville and Susan Bones will all be leaving the school for the meeting and will return with us probably sometime between eight and
nine."
"Understood. I'll let Minerva and Pomona know in our staff meeting tomorrow. Now, while you have been busy with your house business, I have been pursuing the points we discussed regarding the school. First, I believe I have tracked down Remus and have
a letter in route to him. Also, I am pleased to report that Andromeda Tonks has accepted the part time position of Potions professor for years 1 through 5. I am still reviewing a list of potential candidates for History of Magic."
"Andromeda Tonks? Is she related to Dora Tonks?"
"Yes, she is Nymphadora's mother. Also, she is Sirius' cousin and sister to Narcissa Malfoy and Bellatrix Lestrange, although she was disowned when she married a muggleborn.I think you will get along well with her."
Nice. The wonderful web of intermarried purebloods is boggling.
Harry suppressed a chuckle at Hermione's mental notation.
"Well, if she is Tonks' mum I'm sure she'll be alright. Thank you for getting to work on this immediately headmaster. Now, I need some rest. This has been a long day and I expect that our announcements in the morning will make tomorrow interesting as
well."
Dumbledore wished them a good night as they left his office and made their way back to their apartment. Once they were back, each changed and immediately went to bed. They spent a half hour laying in each other's arms, talking and trading a few kisses
before they finally dozed off.
The alarm the next morning seemed to come too soon, but Harry was surprisingly awake as he thought about what was coming for the day. He and Hermione opted for separate showers to ensure they arrived at breakfast on time. As they prepared to leave the
apartment, they embraced and whispered encouraging words to each other. When they arrived in the Great Hall, a few people noticed that they were wearing their formal house robes over their school uniforms, but no one was ready yet at the early hour
to question them. The hall was still only half full, so they sat down and ate a bit while they waited for the hall to fill. Once it seemed that most everyone had arrived, Harry gave Hermione's hand a squeeze and they stood up from the table and walked
to the front of the hall. That got everyone's attention as the usual chatter quieted and all eyes watched Lord and Lady Potter. After the duel the previous day and the dismissal of Umbridge, everyone was waiting to see what Harry would do next. When
they reached the front, Dumbledore had stepped forward and gave them a brief smile as he stood behind Harry as Hermione cast the sonorous charm. Taking a deep breath, Harry addressed the hall.
"Good morning everyone. As many of you probably heard, there was a significant event in our fifth year DADA class yesterday. Following that event, there were some additional changes that I now need to make you aware of. For those of you who haven't heard,
or who might have not heard the complete story, yesterday I won a duel against our former DADA professor Dolores Umbridge. She insulted myself and my house after several warnings and accepted an immediate duel. Upon defeating her, I, Lord Harry James
Potter, granted her her life, but insisted that she leave Hogwarts permanently. Scion Longbottom was fair witness to the duel and the headmaster and Professor McGonagall reviewed our memories after and found that I had conducted myself in proper fashion
and within my rights. Despite that, there was still another issue that needed to be addressed. Professor Umbridge was placed in her position by the Ministry and specifically by Minister Fudge so that Hogwarts could be brought under Ministry control.
This was allowed since the headmaster had not been able to find someone to fill that position. Even with Umbridge's departure, it still meant that the Ministry could replace her with someone of Fudge's choosing. This would have been quite detrimental
to the school, so I took additional measures to prevent this. While you all are aware that I hold the title of Lord Potter, what you are not aware of is that I also wear the Hogwarts' Founder's ring for Godric Gryffindor, as I am a distant descendant…"
That statement caused a loud hiss of comments throughout the hall and Harry paused to allow the room to quiet again. Once it had, he continued.
"In addition, my lady has inherited the Hogwarts' Founder's Ring for Rowena Ravenclaw through a matriarchal line tied to my house. Now, for those who aren't aware, this grants us two of the four votes under the original Founder's rights for the school.
The other two votes would go to descendants of Hufflepuff and Slytherin. Unfortunately, House Hufflepuff is no more and that ring has been destroyed. The heir for Slytherin is Lord Voldemort and he has yet to claim his ring. That means that myself
and my lady would hold majority vote over the school if we reinstated Founders' rights, which were replaced by the current Board of Governors centuries ago. Yesterday afternoon we did just that and yesterday evening we met with the board and officially
dismissed them…"
Harry was once again stopped as the hall erupted in noise and chaos. He was about to ask the headmaster for assistance when Hermione set off two canon blast spells and called the room to order. Harry gave her a mental nudge to continue and Hermione took
over.
"Now, if you can all remain quiet for a bit longer, there is more that you need to know. First, if you are in doubt about our right to take control of the school, then you should understand that the castle's magic has accepted us, as did most of the board
rather begrudgingly. I know this seems drastic, but it was the best alternative. Allowing the Ministry to interfere at the school would be disastrous. I know many of you doubt what my husband has told you about Lord Voldemort's return, but it is true
and he has submitted the memories under veritaserum to prove it. Minister Fudge may not want to acknowledge the truth, because it disturbs the peace and order he prefers, but soon he will not have a choice. In the meantime, Hogwarts needs to remain
as it was designed, a separate entity outside the control of the Ministry. Along with severing this control, there are several other changes that we requested and the headmaster agreed to. Headmaster Dumbledore will now explain those items, but before
he speaks Harry and I want all of you to know that we value Hogwarts greatly and want only what is best to maintain it as the premier wizarding educational institution for Britain. If any of you has concerns or suggestions, please let us or your house
heads know. This was not something we originally sought out, but it is what we were driven to do. We hope you all can understand."
Hermione stopped and turned to nod at the headmaster while Harry mentally cheered her. Dumbledore took his cue and stepped forward.
"Thank you Lord and Lady Potter. The invoking of Founders' rights is indeed a drastic measure, but one that I agree with given the extraordinary circumstances we currently find ourselves under. Now, there will be some immediate additional changes that
you need to know about. First, Defense Against the Dark Arts is cancelled for the rest of this week. It is my hope that the new professor will be able to start this coming Monday. Next, I am currently conducting interviews for a new History of Magic
professor. Finally, the Potions professor position is going to be split into two. Professor Snape will continue to teach all NEWT level students, while a new professor will be teaching the lower grades starting on Monday. Until that time, the lower
grades will not have Potions lessons. Any questions can be directed to your house heads."
Dumbledore finished and returned to his seat, as did Harry and Hermione. The hall was bedlam again as everyone began discussing the momentous news. As Harry looked around the hall, he found that most everyone was looking at him curiously. Half of Slytherin
and a handful of others around the hall seemed to be glaring at him, but he shrugged that off. He also caught the eye of Professor Snape sitting up front and thought that the look he was given was positively murderous. Rubbing his house signet, he
shot a quick piercing mind jab at the professor before turning back to Gryffindor table. A few minutes later the post arrived and delivered copies of the Prophet around the hall. Hermione took hers and they looked it over. On the whole it seemed to
cover the facts. Then they reached the bottom third and found a statement from Fudge. The Minister was incensed and made it clear that he was going to have the Ministry legal department look at appealing the Founders' rights. That was a bit annoying,
but Hermione wasn't concerned, knowing that the Hogwarts' charter had stood for much longer than the Ministry legal department had even been established.
Along with the Prophet deliveries, the owls brought the usual mail, including a letter from Arthur to his children. Across the hall, Susan also received a letter from her aunt informing her of the alliance forged the night before. As George whispered
across the table to Harry, questioning him on the alliance, Harry decided a brief conference was in order. Once everyone finished the last of their food, all the Weasleys and Neville got up to follow Harry and Hermione. On the way out, Hermione stepped
over to the Hufflepuff table.
"Good morning Susan. We still have a few minutes before class. Can you please join us?"
Susan nodded and left the table to join the rest of the group. They made their way quickly to the Potters' apartment. Once everyone was in and privacy wards were cast, Harry looked around at all his friends.
"Hello everyone. I understand you're probably still adjusting to everything. I know Arthur sent notice to his family regarding the alliance between House Weasley and House Potter. Susan, I saw you received a letter. Did your aunt inform you as well?"
"Yes Harry. Aunt Amelia advised that House Bones is now allied with House Potter as well."
"Excellent. So that you are all aware, House Longbottom and House Black are also allied with us. I pursued these alliances for a couple reasons. I have obviously been targeted by Voldemort and now I find myself in a battle with the Ministry. I value you
all as friends and know that I can rely on you here at school and elsewhere. Susan, we aren't as acquainted as I am with the others, but my amazing wife has assured me that she feels the same about you. The other reason for the alliances is to allow
me to divulge some information and keep it under the special secrecy vows that house alliances allow. With that in mind, I have arranged a meeting with all my allies this coming Saturday at 3 pm at the Burrow. Molly has kindly offered to provide dinner
after. I have spoken with the headmaster and we will all be floo'ing from his office to the Burrow."
Everyone took a moment to accept that bit of news, then Fred spoke up.
"Alright Harry. You know we've had your back for years now. Whatever you need. Who all will be at this meeting?"
"All the allies. That is all of your family, except Percy. Also, Neville, his grandmother, Susan and her aunt, Sirius, Remus and Hermione's parents."
"Muggles will be there?"
"Yes Ron, Hermione's parents will be there. Or, at least I hope they will be. Hermione will be sending them a letter later this morning. They are family and need to hear what we have to say. They have already shown their support by accepting our bonding."
"Okay Harry. I'm still a bit stunned, but I am sure Aunt Amelia knows what she is doing. I trust Hermione and thus I trust you."
"Thank you Susan. So, any questions before we get on to class?"
No one had anything further and the group dissolved as the different classes went to their separate classrooms. As the fifth years walked to Charms, Harry and Hermione did their best to ignore the stares and whispers from all directions.