Vanishing Cabinet Plans

Harry realized he hadn't replied back to Sirius. "Sorry Sirius, I was having a quick conversation with Hermione. She thinks it only shows Dumbledore has run out of options concerning me."

"She's probably right, but keep on your toes."

"I'll try, but what are we going to do with Pettigrew?"

"Feed him to that Giant Spider you were telling me about?" Sirius suggested.

"Aragog? We had planned on doing that to Umbridge, but things worked out differently there," Harry said. "That reminds me, I need to find out what her status is. When will her trial be?"

"I think if you just ask Fudge, he'll make sure it's at a time and place of your convenience," Sirius replied jovially. "He was bending over backward helping me earlier."

Harry remembered something he and Hermione had discussed a few days past. "Do you think you could go buy something at Borgin and Burkes?"

"Not at the moment," Sirius replied. "I've got Tonks and Shacklebolt following me wherever I go for now. It's to make sure I don't get attacked by anyone not having heard the news yet, but what do you need?"

"Remember how we told you about Draco sneaking the Death Eaters into the school next year?"

"Yes..."

"We want to buy the Vanishing Cabinet from there and have it eventually delivered to the Grangers," Harry explained. "That way Hermione can spend a lot more time with her parents. I...I still feel guilty about how much she gave up for me."

"Of course," Sirius replied more somberly. "I wish...wait, I'll send Kreacher and have him buy it. My mother always sent him there to buy things."

"That's great," Harry said. "Tell him it's the big cabinet at the front of the store."

"Let's have him deliver that one back here until you're ready to get it to the Grangers."

"Thanks Sirius and tell Kreacher thank you as well."

"I'll do that. Oh Tonks found out earlier that Lucius wound up in St. Mungos."

"WHAT? Are the Aurors there to arrest him?"

"They are there, but it won't do any good. According to Tonks, he had his mind destroyed and bit off his own tongue. I'd say that Voldy wasn't very happy with him."

Harry took a few seconds to digest that information. He remembered all the things that Lucius had done, the diary he'd cursed Ginny with and the Basilisk. The abuse of Dobby, the ouster of Dumbledore that same year...everything the man had done quickly ran through his mind and he couldn't find a bit of regret anywhere. "That was unexpected, but I can't say I'm sorry," He finally replied.

"I know what you mean," Sirius replied. "I'll go get Kreacher working on the cabinet you wanted. I'll call back later unless you and that wife of yours will be too busy," Sirius winked at his godson, "celebrating."

Harry's cheeks turned red, but he couldn't help but think of another night in the Room of Requirements with Hermione. "We just might at that."

Sirius just chuckled at his godson before the mirror went black.

As Harry put the mirror away he noticed Neville was sitting up now. He had a tired smile on his face.

"We...we really did it?" Neville asked. "It wasn't all a dream?"

"Nope, not a dream Neville," Harry said. "I told you that you had it in you."

"My Gran...she said she was proud of me," Neville said almost in disbelief.

"She should be," Harry replied. "I also think there is another young lady who's proud of you as well. What about we go find two special women and go down to dinner. Ready for dinner love?" He finished to his wife.

"I'll be in the common room in ten minutes," Hermione replied. "I need a shower badly and I imagine you do too."

When the four teens who'd taken on the Death Eaters the previous night entered the Great Hall, the commotion died immediately as all eyes turned toward them.

"The word must be out," Harry said to his friends. His eyes went immediately to the head table where the silvery bearded Headmaster sat staring at them. He cocked his head slightly in a questioning manner, but received no reply from Dumbledore.

Finally the noise the silence ended as the voices from around the room started again.

"It's Potter!" "Longbottom? Lovegood?" "They killed eight Death Eaters and Harry defeated You-Know-Who...again."

"I wonder how..." Hermione started but then caught a glimpse of one of the Daily Prophets and pointed it out to Harry.

Harry shrugged. "They were going to find out about it sometime," As he led the way over to the Gryffindor table, he thought of the last time after the Battle at the Ministry. The loss of Sirius had devastated him and Dumbledore's manipulation about the prophecy only made it worse. He glanced again at the Head Table. "Does he realize how much wrong he does because he assumes he is right?"

"Unfortunately no," Hermione replied. "I'm not sure if arrogance is the right word, but he certainly doesn't believe he can be wrong."

"But we showed him he had been."

"We can only hope it makes him rethink a few things."

When they got to the table, a spot wide enough for all of them to sit together opened immediate among the wide-eyed first and second year students. Across the table were several of their fifth year classmates.

"Did you really..." Seamus started but then his voice dropped to a whisper, "really battle You-Know-Who?"

Harry shrugged. "I guess. It's the same thing that happened last year when we were in the graveyard."

"And you killed eight Death Eaters?"

"They...they sort of killed themselves..." Harry stammered.

"I guess it's a good thing Ron was there when it came to You-Know-Who.."

"What? What do you mean?"

"I mean when he drove him away..."

"Where did you hear that?" Hermione asked cutting Seamus off.

"Ron told us," Seamus said. "He said that he was there as well and if it hadn't been for him..." He didn't finish because Harry and Hermione had both turned to look down the table at their old friend who had turned beet red. Beside him sat Lavender Brown.

"You were there?" Harry asked his old friend sharply. "I must have missed you."

"Uhm..." Ron swallowed the last bite of food he had been chewing. "I...they must have misunderstood," He said finally. "I said, IF I had been there, I'd have..." His voice trailed off as he looked down at his food.

"Let me assure you Ron," Hermione spoke up, "had you been there, you probably would have been taken out early. If not by the Death Eaters then very possibly by me...how dare he claim he was there?"

"Same as fourth year," Harry said. "After the second task remember. He wants attention I guess," He turned back to Seamus. "The only people who were there are us," He said motioning to Hermione, Neville and Luna. "Though we did get some help from the Fred and George."

"They were there?" Angelina Johnson asked. She had moved closer to listen to Harry and Hermione. "Are they alright? Did you see Fred?"

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