Chapter Nine: Draco, Hagrid's Familiar, An Interesting Mirror, Molly's Plans

Emerald Blade Book One: The New Trainees

Disclaimer: Harry Potter and co. don't belong to me. Assassin's Creed and co. don't belong to me. I'm just taking some credit for the plot and original characters. Fire Lizards belong to the talented Anne McCaffrey. In no way, shape or form am I making money from this.

Main Story Warnings: A.U.-severe-, characters are OOC, canon is only a minor guideline, crossover, swearing, violence, gore, character death, Light Grey!Harry, Assassin!Harry, modern technology, OC's abound, Ron!Molly!Ginny!Bashing, Dumbledore!Bashing

Pairings: James/Lily, Sirius/OFC, Remus/Surprise, Harry/Luna, Neville/Hermione, Dean/Millicent, others to be decided

Author's Note: Alrightie, so I feel I should reiterate this statement: I am using the events of the books as a guideline. In all actuality, nothing too eventful happened in the school between the events of the Quidditch match where Harry caught the snitch in his mouth and when McGonagall begins taking down names for those who are staying at the castle for Christmas. I simply couldn't have this happen so I'm changing things and making things happen sooner than they took place in the books. I have plenty of ideas about the holidays and how things are progressing in this year. I shall tell you this: I don't think any of you will expect what I have in store for the Christmas holidays. Anyway! I hope you enjoy and let me know what you think!

Challenge: DZ2's Way of the Warrior challenge. For more information look to the first chapter or DZ2's forums.

Dedication: I am officially dedicating this story to DZ2 for his continued support of this story. Without his challenge I wouldn't have even begun to even think of an idea like this. This story has blossomed into something I'm so proud of and has gotten me back into my stride with Harry Potter based stories. I would also like to give a shout out to Kairition Cerulean and DragonTamer01 for asking me the hard hitting questions that have helped me to come up with even more ideas and possibilities for this story and the future installments.

[Parseltongue]

[Telepathic Speech]

Emphasis on words/Spells

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Chapter Nine: Draco, Hagrid's Familiar, An Interesting Mirror, Molly's Plans

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Tuesday morning saw Harry and Neville flooing back to Hogwarts and into Professor McGonagall's office. She didn't ask them how they were; knowing that both of them were likely still recovering from their time at home. Thanking their Head of House, the two boys walked out of the office and headed up to Gryffindor tower. Harry told Neville about his time away; talking about his family and how his sister had ambushed him with questions about Hogwarts and how she bemoaned the fact that she still has two years until she can attend. He talked about how his parents, godfather and uncle were enthralled with his stories of his classes and how they're all glad that Hogwarts has gotten better over the years.

"My parents are rather eager to meet everyone." He explained, smiling as he thought of how his parents had already begun trying to plan for his friends visiting over the holidays.

Neville chuckled softly and began talking about his own time at home. He explained his surprise at his great-uncle's attitude adjustment towards him. Harry was confused at that so Neville further explained that his great-uncle had been the one to give him Trevor and had been the one who questioned his magical ability the most. Harry frowned at hearing that, though he was glad that his friend was doing much better now that his great-uncle knows how wrong he had been. They continued talking as they reached Gryffindor tower and gave the new password that Professor McGonagall had given them. Stepping into the common room, they were suddenly assaulted by someone squealing their names. A brunette blur crashed into Harry, causing him to stumble and he would've fallen if Neville hadn't been slightly behind him and had reached out and steadied him.

"Harry! Neville! It's good to see you!" Hermione cried, hugging Harry tightly before she suddenly pounced on Neville and hugged him as well.

"It's good to see you too, Mione." Neville said, smiling as he hugged the girl back before releasing her.

"Oh, Merlin, so much has happened while you were gone!" Hermione gushed, though there was worry in her eyes which made Neville frown.

Harry instantly knew what Hermione wanted to tell them, though he managed to fend Hermione off by reminding her that he and Neville have to change into their uniforms and get their things ready for class. That made Hermione back off real quick and she watched as the two headed up the stairs and to the First Year boy's dorm. Inside, they unpacked their bags and changed into their uniforms. Seamus was still asleep, though Ronald was slowly waking up. Just as they finished dressing, Dean walked out of the bathroom and paused when he saw his two friends packing their school bags.

"Nev, Ry! I was wondering when you two would be back." He said, grinning as he walked over and clapped both boys on the back.

"Hermione said things were interesting." Neville said, raising an eyebrow when Dean snorted.

"That's putting it lightly."

"Well, c'mon. We should go get breakfast and see what's happened." Harry pointed out, the other two nodding and following him down to the common room.

Not only were they set upon by Jillian and Eliana, but Fred, George and a few others who they were close with. Neville and Harry were rather touched that so many people came over to make sure they were okay and asked about their time away from the school. Heading down to the Great Hall, Neville and Harry learned what had happened in the school while they were gone. Neville was shocked and horrified in learning about the Troll and Harry managed to act surprised about it as well. It wasn't too hard since the fact that a Troll had been released really was shocking. His parents, Remus and Sirius had been shocked and rather angry when he informed them of the fact and he wouldn't be surprised if the story broke out into the Daily Prophet.

"Apparently Professor McGonagall had to fight with Professor Dumbledore to get him to call the Aurors." Fred said, his voice hushed as they sat down at their House table.

Susan and Hannah were quickly waved down and hurried over, to which they hugged Neville and Harry as well. They settled in eating their breakfast and Harry and Neville listened to their friends gush about Hogsmeade and their costumes. Harry and Neville were thankful for the copies of their notes from what they had missed yesterday. Both boys were touched that their friends had pooled all their candy together so they could both have some; Neville almost looked close to tears at learning that. However, their breakfast was interrupted by the morning post, in which Fred and George both received the Daily Prophet.

"Well, the news has come out." George said, setting down the paper in the center of the table where they could all see it.

Hogwarts Halloween Interrupted by Mountain Troll!

"Bloody hell, and it's written by that hag Skeeter." Jillian muttered, scowling down at the front page article.

"Skeeter?" Hermione asked, frowning lightly as she quickly scanned the article.

"Skeeter's little more than a gossip writer. She takes some information, pretends to interview people in order to learn more about the subject then writes whatever the bloody hell she feels like. She's ruined more than one person's reputation doing so. She used to work for Witch Weekly but has moved onto the main Daily Prophet." Harry explained, shaking his head as the others nodded while Hermione and Eliana looked shocked.

"How is that possible?! Aren't there laws to prevent that sort of thing?" Eliana asked, looking at her friends in confusion and shock.

"The Ministry has only so many arms at the moment. Articles in the Daily Prophet aren't the top of their priority right now though this article will certainly draw some attention. More than half of the members of the Wizengamot have children or relatives going to school here. It's not surprising that Professor Dumbledore isn't here this morning." Susan said, nodding towards the furthest head table.

Sure enough the golden throne like chair which was always occupied by their headmaster is vacant. Hermione looked concerned, though Hannah and the others were quick to reassure her that the school won't close. They continued their meal while chatting about different topics. Fred and George were complaining about Oliver's strict training regimen when it came to Quidditch, in which their first game is set for the ninth and is against Slytherin. Yes, they did understand that Oliver wanted them to be ready for the Slytherin's underhanded tactics, but they would still like to be able to have a bit of a lie-in.

"As if you Gryffindorks would stand a chance against us."

Harry mentally groaned as he heard the much loathed voice of Draco Malfoy. The blonde has already tried targeting him and his friends multiple times so far though Hermione and the girls were often able to keep him and Dean from lashing out at the blonde. Turning his head, he saw Draco standing nearby with a smug look on his face while Crabb and Goyal stood on either side of him.

"What do you want, Malfoy?" He drawled, turning his head and cutting into his pancakes.

"I'm surprised to see you two back, Potter. In fact, I'm surprised that they're still allowing the Squib to keep his wand and remain here." Draco said, smirking as Neville's face turned red in anger and embarrassment.

"Neville has more magical talent than you could dream of, Malfoy." Jillian snapped, her eyes glinting in anger as Draco sneered at her.

"Shut up, half-breed. I'm amazed you even have the intelligence to come here." He said, his eyes widening when Harry, Dean and Neville suddenly shot to their feet.

The sudden movement drew the attention of the staff. Professors McGonagall and Snape quickly made their way over as Hermione and Susan attempted to hold Harry, Dean and Neville back.

"Take it back you prat!" Harry snarled, anger blazing in his eyes as Draco smirked.

"Why should I? This place has gone downhill ever since they've begun accepting beasts and half-breeds as students and-"

"Mister Malfoy!"

Draco paled and flinched at the sound of Professor McGonagall's voice, his eyes widening when he realized that she had heard what he was saying. Whirling around, he nearly stepped back at the thunderous look on McGonagall's face and the look of disapproval on the face of his godfather. Vincent and Gregory quickly stepped back as McGonagall and Snape reached them and Professor McGonagall took his arm.

"You will come to me to my office, Mister Malfoy." She snapped, her voice filled with disgust and anger at what she had heard.

"My-"

"If you say one word about your mother then you can be sure I'll have her here and she'll hear exactly what you called your fellow schoolmates and your professors." Minerva snapped, making Draco wince and glare at the ground.

"I'll take him." Severus said, Minerva nodding sharply and nearly pushing the blonde towards the Potions Master.

"Now, tell me what happened." She said, turning her attention towards the others as Draco was marched out of the Great Hall and Vincent and Gregory hurried back to their table.

Hermione and Eliana hurriedly explained everything to their Head of House. McGonagall became increasingly angrier the more she learned about what had happened. While Jillian wasn't too upset about having been called a half-breed, she was still offended. Sadly, Minerva wasn't that surprised that Draco had insulted Jillian and, but extension, the other students and staff who were different races. She clearly remembered Narcissa's rant at her and the headmaster about the school accepting Veela, Vampires, Werewolves and others. Of course there were always people who weren't accepting of their 'open door' policy but so many other schools were accepting of other races that it was only common sense that they should be as well. She had told Narcissa that she could always enroll Draco in another school like Durmstrang but the woman had quickly shut up about that.

It's well known that Durmstrang encourages fighting in the halls, duels, and they openly taught Dark Arts. Minerva had always suspected that Narcissa didn't enroll her son into that school because he is too dependent of his family name and fortune; something that wouldn't mean anything in Durmstrang. After the group told her everything, she reprimanded Harry, Dean and Neville for nearly losing their tempers but didn't take points or assign any detentions. The boys watched as she walked away before sitting back down. Harry was impressed that Professor Snape managed to get Draco out of there without falling into his 'snarky bastard' persona which he had to use when around others who weren't in 'the know' about his true loyalties. Harry and Dean had been sure the man would've snapped at them and take points out for threatening darling Draco, but then again perhaps the interference of Professor McGonagall stopped him.

"I can't believe his nerve." Hermione huffed, scowling as she viciously speared a piece of sausage.

"You have to think, 'Mione, Malfoy's been raised on hearing about how great Purebloods are and how they're superior to all others. His father and later his mother probably gloat about their wealth and 'status'. Lady Malfoy was likely complaining and telling her son how the Ministry is run by fools and they 'wrongfully' imprisoned his father and stole from them. She'll also be telling him how Muggleborns and other races are destroying their way of life and stealing jobs and money from them." Dean explained, causing Hermione to frown as she thoughtfully bit into her meal.

"Now he's in Hogwarts and he's realizing that things aren't like he thought they would be. He is being force to take a class on the Muggle world and there are even some 'beasts' in Slytherin. Blaise and Sabrina are both different races. Not only that, but all these influential families are ignoring him because of who his father is and the fact that Lord Malfoy has been arrested for being a Death Eater. Malfoy thought he'd be worshiped and would be able to strut around the school as if he owned it but this has been a harsh slap in the face to him; especially since none of our professors are willing to let the ponce walk all over them." Harry added, Susan and the others nodding in understanding and agreement.

"I bet he was also expecting to become friends with you or draw you to his way of thinking." Neville said, looking at Harry which made his friend tilt his head in thought.

"…It would make sense in a way. Though you'd think that Lady Malfoy would've made an approach earlier." Harry mused, the others looking thoughtful.

"She could've wanted her spawn to do it away from the influence of your family." Hannah suggested, Susan nodding in agreement.

"But why go through all that trouble of waiting?" Hermione asked, frowning lightly as Susan smiled faintly.

"Hogwarts is considered a very important part of a child's life; and not just because of the education. Here, you're making friends; friends which may have very powerful and influential connections. It's a hope that these friendships and connections will last past your time in school. Parents rely on their children creating new connections and gaining influence without them. With these new alliances, it'll hopefully bring more wealth and influence to the entire family." Susan explained, seeing that Hermione and Eliana looked surprised.

"Say the Potter and Bones family didn't have an existing alliance. By becoming friends with Susan and that friendship lasting through all seven years here, it would be hopeful and almost expected of us to form an alliance between our Houses. This alliance will ensure that the Potters and Bones' will help each other out in times of need; political or otherwise." Harry added, Susan, Hannah, Dean, Neville and Jillian nodding in agreement.

"So even school is filled with politics…" Eliana sighed, shaking her head as she took a sip of water.

"It's nearly impossible for there not to be some kind of political tone here in Hogwarts. Though the level of politics depends on the House. You've already seen how other Gryffindor's react to any political influence in the common room; it's not tolerated." Dean commented, Susan and Hannah nodding.

"Same in Hufflepuff; though there are often people who go out of the den for 'discussions'. I'm not sure about Ravenclaw though." Hannah said, glancing over at the table of Snakes.

"The snake pit is likely filled with political undertones." Eliana said, shuddering at the thought.

"Well, it's something that we don't have to worry about until our last few years." Neville said, the others smiling and nodding.

"Let's talk about something else." Jillian said, relieved that everyone agreed with her.

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November 10th

Over the course of the next week and a half, the group celebrated Susan's twelfth birthday in the Room of Requirement, though this time it was styled to resemble a lavish ballroom and the group had a fun time with it. Susan was nearly squealing in excitement when she saw the ballroom; even more so when she realized that the room had provided changing rooms so they could all change into lavish ball gowns and tuxedos. The normally shy 'Puff was overjoyed with her birthday and loved her gifts, which included her own charm bracelet from Harry and Dean. Of course she told her aunt all about her lovely birthday party and Amelia had written Harry and Dean; thanking them in one paragraph for the added protections that bracelet gave her niece while scolding them for buying Susan such an expensive gift. Harry and Dean wrote back and explained that they didn't know what protections Susan's Head of House ring gave her so they had just wanted to ensure her safety like they were doing for all their other friends; something that Amelia agreed with.

Their classes plodded along as normal and they continued to blaze through their assignments and their extra defense work that they were doing on the side. Harry, Dean and the twins were constantly bringing more and more ideas from their training over to their extra defense lessons. Hermione loved the extra work and was rather enthusiastic about the idea of being more than ready for the end of the year exams thanks to this extra work. Sadly, one of the things they noticed was during the evenings when Hermione normally went over her mail and wrote letters to her parents. They were communicating nearly every few days and were benefiting greatly from the mailboxes. However, lately they've been noticing that Hermione seems…frustrated or even exasperated as she read some of the letters. It was hard for them not to ask her about it, but they eventually decided to ask her when she balled one of the letters up and tossed it into the common room fireplace.

"Mia? What's wrong?" Eliana asked, sitting down beside her friend.

"Oh…it's just my dad…" Hermione sighed, rubbing her forehead as she felt the beginnings of a headache coming on.

"Oh?" Harry asked, his voice soft as Hermione nodded.

"My dad…he didn't really take the news of me being a Witch very well…He-He was furious actually. My mum forced him to listen to Professor McGonagall when she visited and explained everything. With both of us pushing for me to come to Hogwarts my dad had no choice but to give in and let me come. My parents had been thinking of sending me to a private school so it's not like they can't afford me coming here. My mum was very happy for me and she loved reading my books and learning more about magic. My dad, however, hated it. He kept ranting and raving that this is all a waste of money and I should be looking for a 'proper' education so I can get a real job. He keeps asking me when I'll come home and begin my true education and if I'm ready to stop wasting my time." Hermione said, her voice soft and strained as the others looked at each other in surprise.

"I'm sorry, Hermione." Eliana said, hugging her friend tightly.

"My mum is so happy though. She's glad that I've made so many friends and that I've finally found my place. I never really fit in at primary school and I was often bullied for my intelligence and because I love reading and learning. I know things aren't perfect and it's hard being away from my parents for so long but I had hoped that my dad would've been more accepting after all my letters telling about how much happier I am here." Hermione whispered, tears in her eyes as Jillian rushed over and hugged her as well.

Harry opened his mouth to say something when the common room door opened and Professor McGonagall stepped through. Everyone fell silent as the woman looked around before spotting Harry and his friends. Walking over, she beckoned to Harry, making the boy frown but he stood and walked over to his Head of House.

"Headmaster Dumbledore has granted permission for Hagrid, Professor Hurst and yourself to head into the Forbidden Forest and seek out the small group of Fire Lizards. They were spotted by a few Centaurs and the Acromantulas are slowly posing a threat to them. They're hoping that your familiar can convince the Fire Lizards to move closer to the school and away from the Acromantulas." She explained, Harry's eyes widening.

"Sure. When do they want me to go?" He asked, reaching up and lightly petting Mira's head.

"Right now, if you're able."

"Alright. Let me tell the others and grab my cloak." Harry said, turning and hurrying towards his friends as Minerva nodded.

Harry hurriedly told his friends what was going on, to which they were shocked and slightly concerned. Harry reassured them that he'll be fine since he'll be with two professors and Hagrid. Heading upstairs, he quickly pulled on a thick robe, his scarf and gloves since the nights have been getting colder and colder lately. Mira rumbled softly, asking Harry various questions as to what he wanted to do. As he headed back downstairs with Mira on his shoulders, Harry explained that he wants her to do the talking to the Fire Lizards since he wants to keep his ability to speak Parseltongue a secret; especially since Dumbledore will be there. In the common room, the eleven year-old joined Professor McGonagall and followed her outside of the common room and through the school towards the main floor.

"Albus will be going with you because since Fire Lizards are still rather rare. He has plans to inform the Ministry that they're residing in the forest so no one can claim that he's hiding something." Minerva said, her voice soft as Harry looked at her.

"I've already told Mira that she can do the talking. I plan on having her fly ahead to scout out the location. Though, I am glad that Hagrid will be there." Harry said, Minerva smiling faintly as she nodded.

"Your parents know already. I told them as soon as Albus requested that I get you. They approve of it and have already spoken with Rashia. She says that a few of the new Fire Lizards are more than welcome to come to the estate and some of her young are more than eager to come here and meet the newly found ones." Minerva added, making Harry chuckle and nod.

"Good. It'll strengthen the blood of the Fire Lizards since they'll be able to breed freely. If the Ministry allows it Mira could see about her siblings and the others spreading out to find more Fire Lizards in England and the surrounding countries." He said, Minerva listening thoughtfully.

They fell silent as they reached the entrance hall and saw that Hagrid, Professor Hurst and Headmaster Dumbledore were already waiting. Hagrid looked positively giddy and even Professor Hurst looked rather excited while the headmaster seemed rather serene. Thanking Professor McGonagall, Harry joined the three adults and they all headed outside. Hagrid and Professor Hurst asked Harry plenty of questions about his bond with Mira; in which the boy told them some about her abilities and their bond though he didn't go too far in depth due to Professor Dumbledore being there. Reaching the edge of the forest, they were greeted by Rowan, the leader of the Centaur tribe. All of the bowed to the proud leader and he bowed back before leading them into the forest.

"We believe there are two mating pairs; both of which have hatchlings." Rowan explained, Harry and the others listening intently.

"Will they be agreeable to relocating?" Professor Hurst asked, concern in her voice as she thought of the danger the creatures were in.

"The mated pairs will look out for the safety of their young. Even with their abilities and strengths they're no match for Acromantulas." Harry answered, Mira nodding her head as she looked around the forest.

Reaching the halfway point, Harry sent Mira on ahead after Rowan pointed her in the direction of the other Fire Lizards. Hagrid looked down at Harry and watched as the lad seemed to gain a faraway look in his eyes. He was startled when Harry's eyes flashed amber; though he simply rested a large hand on Harry's shoulder to keep him from stumbling or falling behind. Harry, meanwhile, watched through Mira's eyes as she flew swiftly through the trees, dodging branches and the occasional bird. She slowed when she heard the chatter of the other Fire Lizards and made her presence known to them by letting out a low roar. She was soon greeted by two males; one jet black and the other a deep red color. They demanded to know what she was doing there and Mira hurriedly explained everything. The two males brought her to their mates and she further explained what was going on. There was concern at the approaching Acromantulas and she eventually got them to agree to speak with Harry through her when he and the others arrived.

Harry pulled back from Mira; surprised to see an understanding look in Rowan's eyes as the Centaur glanced back at him. Looking up at Hagrid, he offered the gentle man a smile, which made Hagrid relax and smile back. They soon reached the small clearing where the two mated pairs had made their nests. All of them were surprised to see a dozen Fire Lizards wandering around, flying and playing together. Mira flew over to Harry and rested on his shoulders as the four adult Fire Lizards flew over and hovered in front of Harry. Mira began talking to them; Harry using their bond to convey what they were worried about and what they wanted to do to help. Professor Hurst spoke up, with Hagrid chiming in that they could help find the perfect place for the Fire Lizards to settle down. Even Dumbledore explained that they could place wards around the areas to protect the Fire Lizards from adventurous students and potential harmful creatures.

The negotiations were seemingly never ending; though something happened which surprised all of them and made up the minds of the four adults. A small Fire Lizard with scales that reminded Harry of autumn leaves and bright golden eyes flew over to Hagrid and looked at him in wonder. Hagrid smiled gently at the young Fire Lizard, though he stiffened when it suddenly landed on his shoulder and nuzzled against his bearded cheek. When Hagrid reached up to gently pat the Fire Lizard, its head whipped around and bit his palm, taking them all by surprise. Harry, however, grinned when Hagrid's eyes widened and he gasped in awe.

"I-I can 'ear 'im!"

"Congratulations, Hagrid! You just found your familiar." Harry said, smiling grinning as a bright smile appeared on Hagrid's face.

"I'm gonna call 'im…Norbert." Hagrid proclaimed, his newly bonded familiar rumbling in happiness.

That seemed to make up the minds of the other Fire Lizards and a small group of six of them agreed to 'warp' to Othello Estate to live there with the others once winter is over. All of them made their way back towards the entrance of the forest with Rowan leading the way once more. Harry and Hagrid talked, in length about how Hagrid can help Norbert learn different skills that'll make things easier on both of them. It didn't seem to take very long before they reached the location where Hagrid and Professor Hurst had found for the Fire Lizards. It's rather secluded and has an entrance to a cave which is, thankfully, empty. It would provide them with good shelter from the coming winter and they were closer to the lake which meant that they would have an easier time catching fish.

The newly named Norbert left his family with Hagrid after the Fire Lizards were settled and the wards and protections were put in place around the cave and about ten feet stretching out in every direction. Mira promised to return after the snow melts to lead the group to Othello Estate before all of them headed back to the school. Hagrid walked with a noticeable skip in his step as he happily chatted away with his new familiar while Albus and Professor Hurst talked about the various things that the Fire Lizards could help with should they be agreeable. Their scales, tears, claws, blood and venom were all useful in various new potions which were being discovered and altered. At the edge of the forest they all thanked Rowan for being their guide and watched as the Centaur headed back into the forest to rejoin his herd. Hagrid hurried off to his hut introduce Fang to Norbert while Albus headed to the castle to make a few calls to the Ministry.

"Thank you for your help, Mister Potter-Othello." Professor Hurst said, smiling as she looked down at the boy.

"It was no problem. I know how territorial they can be. Though I'm happy that Hagrid found his familiar." Harry said, smiling as he watched Fang and Norbert play together with Hagrid watching.

"That was rather…surprising honestly. I know Hagrid has always had a fascination with Dragons and creatures which are normally very dangerous, but I never thought he'd find a familiar in a Fire Lizard." Professor Hurst admitted, shaking her head fondly as Hagrid sat down on a tree stump and began whittling something.

"He really does care about the different creatures though."

"That he does. His immense strength and height allow him to keep away the more dangerous creatures. He's so gentle and is willing to wait for days in order to gain the trust of the various creatures that call the forest home. It's why I have him help with my classes." Professor Hurst said, Harry listening intently.

"Professor…why did Hagrid get his wand snapped and a ban on being able to learn magic?" He asked, his voice soft as Professor Hurst tensed before she sighed deeply.

"Hagrid…he was blamed for something that happened many, many years ago. He had nowhere to go so Professor Dumbledore, who was the Transfiguration professor at the time, managed to convince the current headmaster to keep Hagrid as the Grounds Keeper and Keeper of the Keys. Professor Dumbledore has never really gotten the issue resolved, even though we've asked him about it. I know that the Ministry will investigate the issue now, but it's a matter of getting someone to listen." She answered, Harry frowning lightly as he thought over her words.

"Why not ask Professor Flitwick? I know he and Hagrid are good friends. If Hagrid were to get a lawyer he could get the whole thing investigated and, if he's found innocent of what had happened, he could get a new wand and could continue his magical education. I think it's kind of cruel to keep him around a magical school that he was banned from." Harry said, sadness and anger in his voice.

Professor Hurst looked down at Harry with surprise. Yes, she has heard her colleagues talk about how intelligent Harry and his friends are, but that didn't mean too much to her. She wouldn't have much interaction with lad unless he chose to take her class in his Third Year. However, seeing him in action today and listening to him and what he had to say had her agreeing with her colleagues. Harry is a very intelligent and compassionate young boy. His sense of justice seems to be strong, which is evident by his displeasure in learning what had happened to Hagrid. She's also heard how protective he is towards his friends and how he's showing a good level of maturity in the face of bullies and others who attempted to force their way into his circle of friends. She has no idea why Albus is so fascinated with the lad, though Albus has often asked his professors about how he's doing in class specifically. It did raise some red flags in her mind, and she's sure that the others have asked Albus what his fascination with the lad is but hadn't been given a clear answer.

-He'd better be careful. From what I've heard about the Othello's, they won't take his fascination with their son lightly.- She thought, shaking her head lightly.

"I'll speak with Professor Flitwick about getting a lawyer for Hagrid. You're right, Mister Potter-Othello; we should be looking out for Hagrid and seeking help for him." She said, Harry smiling brightly at her.

"I'm sorry if I crossed a line, Professor. It's just…Hagrid is a great guy and I know what bitterness and jealousy can do to a person. That's not saying that Hagrid is bitter or angry; it's just-"

"I understand. This matter should've been resolved years ago but no one wanted to admit that they had been wrong." Professor Hurst interrupted, Harry nodding his head.

Saying their goodbyes, Harry headed back to the castle with Mira on his shoulders while Professor Hurst thoughtfully watched Hagrid for a minute or so. Coming to a decision, she nodded firmly before heading up to the castle herself. She had to speak with Fillius about getting a lawyer for Hagrid. It was time for this issue to be resolved once and for all. Hagrid is such a gentle soul that he won't press the issue himself. However, she has no doubt that any good, sensible lawyer would happily fight for his right to have a wand once more and to be able to continue the education that had been so wrongly stripped away from him.

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It soon became common knowledge that Hagrid had gained a Fire Lizard as a familiar. At first some of the students were worried about having a Fire Lizard hanging around the half-Giant. However, that was a thing of the past when Norbert proved to be a kind though rather protective familiar. He could often be seen helping Hagrid work around the grounds of the school in keeping things cleaned and in good condition. Fang and Norbert got along very well and could be seen playing together during the times when Hagrid is simply sitting outside his hut working on some small project or just relaxing and enjoying his down time. Harry and his friends were frequent visitors and Mira loved playing with Norbert. Norbert looked up to the older Fire Lizard and Mira often joined him on hunting trips and could be seen flying around the grounds with Norbert following after her. Hagrid was more than happy with having Mira around and was glad that she was so willing to help teach Norbert new things. Harry and he often had lengthy conversations about their familiars and the various creatures that Hagrid has encountered and handled during his many years here at Hogwarts.

An official from the Ministry visited a week after the relocation of the Fire Lizards. He spoke with Harry and Hagrid about their familiars before he was shown to the new area where the Fire Lizards had made their home. He checked over the health of the Fire Lizards and asked them a few questions; which Harry and Hagrid translated thanks to their familiars. The official took pictures and wrote down the location, number and health of the various creatures before asking that Harry and his parents send a letter when the six head off to Othello Estate so they can make the needed documentation in their records. Harry promised to do so and the official happily left a few hours later after speaking with Professor Dumbledore.

Hermione and the others loved getting a chance to see the other Fire Lizards flying around and growing. Of course all of the students know about the cave where the creatures live. The Professors had warned them to be respectful of the creatures and to only approach them should a Fire Lizard approach them first. Harry spoke with those who were interested in learning about how a Fire Lizard chose someone as their human bonded. Some were concerned about the fact that the Fire Lizard bit them, though Harry calmed them down and explained that, yes, the bite will hurt for a second or two, but it heals instantly and leaves no trace. Oliver Wood was one of the few students who found his familiar in one of the Fire Lizards. A male Fire Lizard with bright red scales and deep blue eyes bonded with the older Gryffindor and could be seen on his shoulders or flying around like Mira did with Harry. Another older student, a Sixth Year female Ravenclaw, was another student who found a familiar in a Fire Lizard.

Surprisingly, Professor Snape was the only professor to gain a Fire Lizard familiar. His familiar was a stunning deep green colored Fire Lizard with near white colored eyes. He named his familiar Sage, and the male Fire Lizard accompanied the quiet man everywhere, including during his patrols at night. A lot of the students quickly discovered that wherever Sage was, Professor Snape was always nearby. Students who would normally be able to hide and get out of being seen wandering around after curfew were soon found and had points taken before being escorted back to their House or were even given detentions for a few nights. Everyone was shocked to see Sage and Mira together at random points, in which the pair seemed to be talking or even just flying around together in silence. Of course Professor Snape scowled whenever he saw this, but he didn't order his familiar to stay away from Mira.

Much to Harry's surprise, he had gotten a message from Hagrid a week after the half-Giant had found Norbert. The message explained that Professor Flitwick had gotten a lawyer in investigate into the old matter of Hagrid's expulsion from Hogwarts. Hagrid thanked the eleven year-old for planting the idea in Professor Hurst's mind which had put the wheels in motion. Harry was overjoyed for his large friend and had spread the news to his other friends. Hermione and Eliana, who were also very close to Hagrid, were overjoyed and had demanded to visit the gentle man. Sure enough, Hagrid was in high spirits and explained that his lawyer was almost positive that he'll get the ban revoked and he'd likely get an apology from the Ministry. He admitted that he was rather eager to resume his magical education and Professors Flitwick, McGonagall and Sprout were already trying to come up with times for him to resume his education.

They all remained on top of their assignments and extra defense training. Hermione however, found herself becoming slightly bored by the texts they're reading. Because of her eidetic memory she remembered every fact that she has read. Lately Harry, Dean and Susan have been teaching her occlumency and it's only helped to improve her recall. However, that just means she's becoming even more bored. There are only so many books she can read in the library that won't repeat itself. Fred and George have even pointed out a few Second Year texts for her to read though she doesn't want to get too far ahead of the others. Yes, they understand, but still! Eventually, however, she got permission from Professor McGonagall to get into the restricted section for some advance Transfiguration books. Madame Pince studied her and the note she had gotten closely; even going so far as to use her wand to scan the note to ensure it wasn't a fake.

She was rather insulted that Madame Pince would even think she'd do something like that…but then again she is a First Year who has permission to get a book from the restricted section. After the note stood up to the librarian's scrutiny, Hermione headed through the aisles until she reached the charmed fence which separated the main part of the library from the restricted section. She reached the gate and tapped the different bars in a certain pattern which unlocked it and allowed her through. Her eyes were wide as she slowly walked through the various aisles of forbidden books. A small part of her was tempted to just pick an aisle and a random book to read but she remained steadfast. The last thing she wanted to do was disappoint Professor McGonagall and get her library privileges revoked…that would possibly be one of the very worst things she could think of right now.

Looking around, Hermione soon found the Transfiguration section and, after spending a few minutes searching for the book her Head of House recommended, she finally found it. Her eyes were bright as she pulled over a footstool and climbed up to reach the higher shelves. Reaching up, a small sound of triumph left her as she snagged the spine of the book she had been assigned. Pulling the book off of the shelf, she grinned as she stepped down and looked at the book; her fingers gently caressing the aged leather and the golden letters.

Advanced Transfiguration for Inquisitive Minds

Tucking the book under her arm, she pushed the stool back to where she had found it before looking around. One of the drawbacks to where she had found the book was that it had been located near the very back of the restricted section. Many of the walls only had a few portraits or tall and wide windows to let in plenty of natural sunlight. However, Hermione paused when she saw a single door kind of hidden at the very back of the library. Tilting her head to the side, she worried her lip and glanced towards the front of the library. She could slightly make out the sight of the gate leading back to the normal library section but…her interest was piqued…

"Oh Merlin…I blame Harry, Dean and Hannah…" She muttered, mentally cursing her friends as she swiftly made her way towards the door.

Of course the idea of it being an out-of-bounds room crossed her mind. However, she reasoned that if it was, it should be locked…right? The professors and headmaster simply wouldn't let something that shouldn't be seen lie in a room with no locks. With that reasoning, Hermione hurried to the door, unable to stop the feeling that she was doing something that was against the rules. Shaking herself, she stopped in front of the door and glanced around; noticing that she's the only one in this area of the restricted section.

"Okay Hermione, you can do this. It's not like you're breaking any rules. After all, this might just be a study room or even another part of the library with more books. The Headmaster and Professors wouldn't keep anything harmful behind an unlocked door." She whispered, swallowing heavily as she stared at the door.

"Please be locked, please be locked…" She chanted, slowly reaching out for the doorknob and grasping it.

Hermione nearly whined when she turned the doorknob and it clicked open. Groaning softly, she closed her eyes and breathed deeply before reopening her eyes and 'reaching out' with her magic and senses. She had discovered when she was seven that she can…sense any traps nearby. It had helped her avoid having different pranks pulled on her during her time in primary school; one which would've resulted in her having her hair cut really short or even shaved off due to the amount of super glue that would've fallen on top of her. Only when she didn't sense anything lying in wait did she fully open the door and slip inside the room. The lights burst into life as soon as she closed the door behind her; her wand in hand and poised incase she needed to defend herself. The room looks like an abandoned class room or a former study room with tables pushed against the walls with chairs turned upside down on top of them. A thick layer of dust rested on top of everything; including on the floor. However, her attention was captured by what stood in the center of the room.

In the center of the room is a huge mirror with an ornate golden frame. She couldn't see any kind of reflection in the mirror though in the dim lights she could pick out something written at the top of the frame.

Erised stra ehru oyt ube cafru oyt on wohsi

Hermione frowned at the inscription and her mind rapidly went over what it could possibly be saying. It took her a minute before she realized that the inscription actually reads: I show not your face but your heart's desire. Her eyes widened upon unscrambling the minor puzzle and she slowly walked forward and moved so she's standing in front of the tall mirror. A gasp escaped from her when she saw her reflection and her parents standing behind her. Her mum, who looks like an older copy of herself, smiled and nodded while her dad, a rather handsome man with dark brown hair and deep hazel eyes, grinned and wrapped an arm around her mum's waist. Her eyes watered as a feeling of homesickness washed over her; leaving her wishing that what she's seeing in the mirror is true. Looking at her dad, she swallowed thickly when she saw pride and happiness in his eyes instead of the frustration and anger that had been in his eyes when he and her mum had dropped her off at King's Cross.

She saw a few figures move in the background and quickly realized that she's looking into the faces of her relatives. Smiling longingly, she closed her eyes and fought down her tears. All she ever wanted was to make her parents proud and this mirror is showing her that. Both of her parents looked at her with such pride and happiness that it made her heart ache for it to be real instead of just a piece of enchanted furniture. Rubbing her eyes, she opened them and looked at the mirror again, her eyes widening when her reflection changed and shifted. Now she's looking at an older version of herself; her hair is longer and she's gain more curves while growing in height. On her chest is the Head Girl badge while she grinned with confidence and her eyes sparkled with power and intelligence. To Hermione's shock, a tall boy walked into view and stood beside her, a strong arm wrapping on her waist and pulling her close.

Hermione narrowed her eyes as she peered up at the boy; frustrated when the mirror refused to show the boy's face or any defining features. All she could see was the red and gold pattern of his tie and the red edging of his robes. However, most of her male friends are in Gryffindor which meant that it could be any of them or, heck, it could even be a student who is ahead of her or even behind her! In the distance of the mirror she could see four small figures running around chasing each other. The sight brought tears to her eyes and made her cover her mouth with her hand. All her childhood she had never had much hope of finding someone who would be able to deal with her studious nature and her tendency to obey rules. Yes, she dreamed of one day finding a man to marry and having a family but she had never thought it would happen honestly. Seeing this just made her heart ache and wish that the years could pass more quickly.

Swallowing thickly, Hermione dried her eyes with the edge of her robe when she realized that she had actually started crying. Deep down she knows that this is just a piece of enchanted furniture showing what she wants deep in her heart. However, that didn't mean it didn't hurt any less. Seeing her parents happy and smiling and then seeing her with someone and them actually having a family…it hurt. She knows that things between her parents aren't the best. Her mum's pregnancy had been hard and she had suffered through labor and nearly lost her own life along with Hermione if the doctor's hadn't acted quickly. After that things had been strained between her parents and she found out that it's because her mum can't have any more children less she risk her own life once more. Her dad had always wanted two or three kids so learning that he can only have one child was a hard thing for him to accept.

Add in the fact that she has an eidetic memory and things were harder. Her parents had struggled in keeping her entertained and occupied due to her memory and then had come her accidental magic which frightened and worried her parents. Now, she's a Witch and is going to a private school in order to learn how to tame her magic. Her mum had always been more open minded and accepting while her father had been more…straight-laced and believed in what he could see and what has facts behind it. There's no doubt in her mind that her parents are struggling while she's here at school. Her mum has been the one who's mostly been writing back to; telling her about work and about her relatives and what's been happening around the neighborhood while she's here at school.

A sudden noise from outside the room made Hermione jump, her eyes wide as she was startled from her thoughts. Glancing at the mirror she forced herself to turn and hurried out of the room. Outside, she discovered that an older student had dropped a few books he had gathered. She flushed slightly and hurried away, heading out of the restricted section and checking out the book she had found there. As she tucked the book into her bag and walked out of the library, Hermione debated on whether or not to tell her friends about the mirror. On one hand she knows how dangerous a mirror like that can be. Already she's tempted to turn around and go back to it. However, on the other hand her friends might be able to tell her more about it.

Making her way towards the Great Hall for lunch, she was rather surprised when Millicent fell into step beside her. Millicent smiled gently at Hermione, making the brunette blink before smiling back. They walked into the Great Hall together in silence and headed to the Slytherin table where the others were located. Elliana, Jillian, Susan and Hannah were already in a deep conversation with Daphne and Tracy while Harry, Neville and Dean were happily talked with Blaise. Taking their seats, Hermione flushed when the others asked what took her and if she had found the book she had been looking for. Keeping her voice low so the other Slytherin's wouldn't overhear, Hermione told them about the restricted section and the mirror she had found in the empty study room. The others were enthralled with what she was saying, though Daphne didn't look all that surprised.

"It's called the Mirror of Desire. I had found it when Professor Snape had given me a permission slip to go into the restricted section for a book on potions." Daphne explained, the others looking at her with interest.

"The mirror shows your inner most desires and dreams. For me it showed my aunt Lucille and my cousin Jasper. They died in the war and I had been very close to them." She said, sadness in her voice as Tracy lightly touched her arm.

"It showed my mum and dad, happy and proud of me." Hermione admitted, her voice hardly above a whisper as Neville wrapped an arm around her waist.

Millicent listened with interest as Hermione talked about what she had seen in the mirror. All of them rallied around her and Daphne. She had to admit, it would be nice to at least look at the mirror once. Yes, it sounds rather dangerous, but at the same time the longing to see her parents was nearly overwhelming. Looking at her plate, she debated on perhaps sneaking out and attempting to make her way to the library and look at the mirror.

-Maybe I'll try it.- She thought, taking a bite of her salad.

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Dean tossed and turned in his bed, sighing as he was unable to fall asleep. Ever since Hermione told them about the Mirror of Desire he hasn't been able to get the idea of seeing the mirror for himself. He already knows what he'll see in the mirror: his dad and his family; whole and happy and together once more. There's an ache in his heart at the idea of seeing his dad again. If it wasn't for the photo album his mum has he doubts that he'll even know his dad's face. As it stands Jessica and Sam hardly remember anything about their dad; instead they rely on stories that their mum tells to even know the man. It pained him but there's nothing that can be done about it. Admittedly, there have been many times when he's been angry that their dad left them so soon. He's ranted, cried and screamed himself hoarse at times; cursing everything that he could think of for taking their dad away from them. However, there's nothing he can do to bring their dad back. All he can do is do his best to help their mum and ensure that his siblings are okay and happy.

-Screw it.- Dean thought, sitting up and tossing his blankets back.

Sliding out of bed, he pulled on his sleeping robe and his slippers before snagging his own map of the school. Pulling back his curtains, he winced as the loud snores coming from Ron's bed assaulted his ears. Shaking himself, he moved over to the foot of Harry's bed and knelt down; pressing his hand to the blank metal plate which served as the lock. Harry had allowed him access to his trunk and had told him at the beginning of the year that he could use his invisibility cloak whenever he needed to. The trunk unlocked and he opened the third compartment which held his friend's clothing. He found the small, hidden pouch lining one of the walls of the compartment and pulled out the cloak. Closing the trunk, he listened for it to lock before standing and pulling the cloak on and flipping up the hood. He muttered a silencing charm on himself. While the cloak made him invisible, it didn't mean he couldn't be heard.

Making his way out of the dorm room and through the empty common room, Dean slipped out of the tower; the Fat Lady demanding to know who was there since she couldn't see him. Dean grinned as he hurried away; checking the map every few minutes to make sure that the path to the library was clear. He had to use some of the hidden passages a few times to avoid Filch and Professor Flitwick and he was very happy that Professor Snape and McGonagall weren't patrolling any of the floors he needed to go on. As he approached the doors of the library, he was surprised to see Millicent hurrying up to the double doors.

"Millie?!" He whispered, canceling the silencing charm and making the girl jump and whip around with her wand in hand.

"It's me, Dean." He hissed, flipping down the hood of the cloak as she looked at him.

"Dean?! What are you doing here?" She hissed, her eyes wide as she looked at his 'floating' head.

"Same thing as you I think."

"The Mirror." She whispered, understanding in her voice as Dean nodded.

"C'mon."He said, pulling her underneath the cloak and ensuring that they were both hidden underneath it.

Millicent blushed deeply as she found herself pressed against Dean's side. However, her attention was instantly drawn to his wand as he whispered a silencing charm over them. It made her mentally smack herself for not having thought of that before she had snuck out of the Slytherin common room. It took a few moments for them both to become accustomed to walking together underneath the cloak, but they made it into the library and to the fence separating the restricted section from the normal section. Millicent reached out and unlocked the gate; holding it open so they could sneak through. The gate closed and locked behind them with a faint creak, making them wince and pick up their pace. Both of them were nearly sprinting through the restricted section as the sense of being watched fell over them. Making it to the door leading to the room with the mirror, Dean reached out and opened it; ushering Millicent through.

Stepping inside himself, he locked the door behind them and pulled off the cloak. Both of them were instantly drawn to the massive mirror in the center of the room. Balling up the cloak, Dean pushed it into one of his pockets before stepping up beside Millicent. She was trembling slightly as she looked at the mirror and Dean gently placed a hand on her shoulder. Instead of urging her to go first, he took a deep breath and stepped up to the mirror. Looking into the surface, his eyes widened and his heart constricted at the sight of his mum, sisters and little brother. However, what brought tears to his eyes was the sight of a tall, handsome man with a darker shade of skin than him and laughing dark brown eyes. The sight of his dad, happy, healthy and looking at him with pride and love nearly made him fall to his knees. Dean swallowed thickly and reached out, lightly touching the surface of the mirror as his dad placed a hand on his shoulder and nodded; tears in his own eyes.

"I miss you dad." He whispered, nearly choking on the words as Millicent walked up beside him.

She didn't look at the mirror; rather she drew Dean to her and hugged him. Dean clung to the girl, silently crying as Millicent provided him comfort by just holding him. Dean slowly collected him and straightened, smiling sadly at Millicent when he saw compassion and understanding in her eyes. He dried his eyes and cheeks before stepping away after taking one last look at the mirror and his dad. Instead, he moved to the side so Millicent could look at the mirror for herself. Millicent straightened her back and stepped in front of the mirror, looking at the small group of people who slowly took shape in the reflection. A tall man with her black hair appeared behind her; his deep blue eyes showing his pride and love towards her. Beside him stood a beautiful and delicate looking woman with light brown hair and laughing silver eyes. Beside her is a young boy with dark brown hair and glittering silver eyes. Tears fell from Millicent's eyes as she looked at her family; her shoulders shaking at her parents rested their hands on her shoulders while her little brother took her hand.

"Millie?" Dean asked, his voice soft as he stepped closer to the girl.

"M-My parents…my dad is in Azkaban for life. H-He's a Death Eater and did a lot of horrible things during the war. Mum died a few years before that; when Will was two. O-Our aunt and uncle refuse to have anything to do with us because of what our dad did." Millicent explained, hiccupping as she struggled to control her emotions.

"The matron at Merlin's Orphanage has been really good to me and Will. She refuses to let us be separated and has even let me and Will have rooms next to each other even though he's four years younger than I am. The other kids were upset with me, Will and a few others who are the kids of Death Eaters, but the workers were always doing their best to try and ensure that we didn't fight. They made the best out of the holidays and birthdays." She said, her voice strained as Dean took her into his arms and hugged her tightly.

"I never knew that you live in the orphanage." He muttered, Millicent turning and clinging to him.

"It's not something that's banded about; especially in Slytherin. The Ministry has been very kind to us; especially in making sure that we still have homes we can go to once we turn seventeen. I've been made Will's guardian and I plan on taking him back home when I can. Our account manager has been very accommodating and understanding. He's been sending me letters ever since I've come here about how our fortune is doing along with updates about Will's health and studies."

"You know none of us will think differently of you." Dean said, Millicent nodding against his shoulder.

"I know, but…it's just hard to talk about. I don't want Harry thinking that I resent him for his parents and godfather helping the Minister pass the law that imprisoned my dad. I'm not proud of what my dad did. I was so ashamed and angry when I found out that he was a Death Eater and I yelled at him; calling him so many names when I was brought to the Ministry and saw him in a holding cell. Instead of getting mad at me he just smiled and said that there was hope for our society yet. My dad-my proud, stern and powerful father-begged me not to make the same mistakes that he did. He told me to bring our family back to the respectable name it once had. He urged me to ensure that Will wouldn't follow in his footsteps and to watch out for whoever I made friends with." Millicent sobbed, drawing comfort from Dean's arms around her.

"Harry and the others won't think bad of you, Millie. If anything they'll want to help you and your brother out." Dean said, Millicent sniffling lightly as she pulled back.

"You really think so?" She asked, her voice soft as Dean smiled and nodded.

"Of course. You're becoming a good friend of ours. I'm sure Daphne and Tracy would help you and your brother as well." He said, Millicent clearing her throat as she dried her eyes and cheeks.

Being the child of a Death Eater had once meant that you were a part of high society; that your family is to be respected and feared at the same time. Now, thanks to the Ministry and the various reforms, no one wants to associate with Death Eaters and others who were outed in having supported the Dark Lord. Her own relatives didn't want anything to do with her or her brother because of a mistake that their father had made in becoming a Death Eater. She's seen the way her aunt and uncle stare at her: as if they were expecting her to suddenly begin spouting Pureblood supremacy crap that Death Eaters used to say. Is she proud of her lineage? Yes, of course she is. However she also knows that Muggles and Muggleborns are vital to their society and in keeping their magic strong. She loves to Muggle Studies class and finds everything that they've managed to invent fascinating. She already has plans of modernizing Bulstrode Manor when she comes of age. Not only that, but William will be more comfortable in the Muggle world than she is.

"Thank you, Dean." Millicent said, stepping back and smiling shyly at the boy.

They both took one last glance at the mirror before they headed out. Dean used the cloak on both of them as Millicent added the silencing charms. Walking through the hallways, Dean subtly used his Eagle sight in order to avoid the patrolling Prefects and professors as he escorted Millicent down to the dungeons. They stopped in front of a blank section of wall and Millicent stepped out from underneath the cloak and whispered a password to the wall. Dean was surprised when a doorway magically appeared and she walked through it. After the door vanished, Dean hurried through a nearby hidden passage which brought him up to the seventh floor. Heading to the portrait of the Fat Lady, he sighed in relief when he saw that she's still in her portrait. Often times she wandered around after curfew to visit her friends in their paintings. Whispering the password, the portrait opened though she was looking around in suspicion as Dean climbed in and removed the cloak as he stepped into the common room.

He headed upstairs and returned Harry's cloak to his trunk before removing his robe and slippers. Lying down in bed, he replaced the privacy charms around his bed; blocking out Ron's snores. It wasn't long before he was finally able to finally fall asleep. Sadly, it didn't seem like he got much rest before Harry was waking him up for their morning training. During training, he saw that Professor Snape was giving him some odd looks and it made him flush and work harder at his training. He had a feeling that Professor Snape knows that he had been out last night; it wouldn't surprise him. Once their training was finished, Dean was surprised that Professor Snape didn't hold him back. Instead, he followed Harry and the twins up to the dorm and showered and changed into his uniform. During their time in the bathroom, Dean told Harry about what he found out last night. Harry was shocked at learning that Millicent and her younger brother live in Merlin's Orphanage though he was angry when Dean told him about her relatives.

"Sounds like my aunt and uncle." Harry growled, sneering when he thought of Petunia and Vernon Dursley.

"Millicent's worried that you and the others will think differently of her because her dad is a Death Eater." Dean said, trying to turn his friend's thoughts away from his relatives.

"Of course we won't! Now if she paraded herself around like Malfoy or Nott then we might but Millie's really sweet and kind. I think she's a great friend and she's really fun to talk to." Harry said, drying his hair with a muttered spell as he wrapped a towel around his waist.

"That's what I told her last night." Dean said, smiling lightly as his friend nodded and dried off.

They hurried in getting dressed and joined the others in the common room once they grabbed their familiars and their bags. Harry and Dean didn't say a word about Dean and Millicent having gone and looked at the Mirror last night and they certainly didn't tell the others about Millicent's family. They figured that if Millicent wanted to tell the others then she'll tell them on her own time. All of they sat at the Gryffindor table, in which Ron and Seamus sneered when they saw Millicent sitting down between Harry and Hermione. Harry sent the annoying redhead a fierce glare when Ron opened his mouth and was about ready to complain or insult Millicent. Thankfully the walking food dumpster wisely shut his mouth with a faint click when he saw the look in Harry's eyes. He might be stupid but he's at least proving that some things can be learned. It was rather surprising when Millicent softly told the others about her parents and the fact that she and her younger brother are in the orphanage.

The girls instantly rallied around Millicent; providing her comfort while Harry and Neville quickly reassured her that none of them thought differently about her. Millicent was surprised and grateful for the support, though she was even more surprised when Hermione, Eliana and Jillian offered for her and her brother to join them for Christmas and summer. She smiled at the offers though she gently declined.

"Even though living in an orphanage isn't the greatest, the matron and workers do their best to make the holidays special." She said, smiling gently as her friends listened and nodded.

"Do you know how many people are now orphans?" Hermione asked, glancing around at the various tables and the other students.

"Quite a few actually. However, many also have relatives that took them in, like my aunt did for me." Susan explained, Hannah and Harry nodding.

"There are many in Slytherin; especially the older students. I know Bole, Smyth and Prudence are some of them. They helped me in Diagon Alley during the summer." Millicent said, glancing at the three Sixth Year Snakes.

"When will we be learning about the war in History?" Eliana asked, finishing off her eggs.

"Either near the end of this year or next year. Right now we're still on Merlin and Morgana and then we're moving onto the Founders." Hannah answered, the others nodding.

"You also have to think, we'll be learning about Grindelwald before Voldemort." Harry added, ignoring how many of the others flinched or gasped when he said the man's name.

"You'll also be learning about the other countries and what their magical societies are like. We're learning about France right now." Fred chimed in, grinning as the others looked at him and George with great interest.

"I love learning about our society." Hermione said, smiling as she thought of what she's already learned by reading ahead in her History book.

"I do admit that it is interesting." Jillian said, taking a sip from her thermos.

Conversations drifted and ranged from various topics though all of them were getting eager for the Yule holidays. They promised to make lists though they also made promises not to spend too much money on gifts for each other. Susan was the one who suggested they all get together at some point, which was agreed upon by everyone. As she suggested it, Susan offered to write her aunt and see if it would be okay to have everyone over for New Years. She happily explained that her aunt could provide portkeys for Hermione and Eliana since the pair don't have fireplaces connected to the Floo network. All of them were rather excited about the idea and Susan absolutely loved the idea of hosting a party for her friends and letting her aunt meet them all.

"I'll compose the letter during class!" Susan gushed, eagerness in her voice as the others grinned.

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November 20th

Mum,

I've tried getting close to Potter but he's being a stupid prat. He's made friends with a know-it-all Mudblood, a Siren, a half-breed, Bones, Abbott, that squib Longbottom and some halfblood Thomas-Woods. Not only that, but he's hanging around filthy Snakes! He's refused every single one of my attempts make friends with him. However, the stupid git has accepted Fred and George into his little circle of friends. He's even friendly with Percy of all people. I've tried driving the others away but they refuse to leave the git. At the way things are going he'll likely get with one of the girls.

Professor McGonagall told me that I need to pick up my grades. She pointed out that if I don't and graduate with poor grades then I'll have to repeat the year. Parvati and Lavender have helped me with my classwork and Percy's been breathing down my back. Can you believe he's created a study schedule for me?! Seamus has begun picking up his grades as well; stating that he's parents will kill him if he does badly in his classes. Yes, I know that you and dad warned me about not picking up my grades.

I hope you have some ideas on how Potter can become close to us. Hopefully Ginny can still snag him before anyone else does when she comes here next year.

Ron

Molly sighed as she folded up the letter from her youngest son. She had hoped that Ron would get close to Harry on the train. However, she hadn't seen any sign of the lad when they had arrived at King's Cross. Of course Ron had sent her a letter that night, telling her that Harry had apparently been in a different compartment and said compartment had been full. The idea of Harry becoming close with so many girls was worrying; especially when three of those girls aren't Purebloods. The Potter line doesn't need another Muggleborn in their line. It could and most likely would lead to Harry siring a Squib. Not only that, but the Potter line certainly doesn't need someone of creature descent in their line. Harry would become a laughingstock if he married someone like that.

Yes, Susan Bones and Hannah Abbott are from old and magically strong lines. However, they certainly couldn't be as perfectly matched for Harry as her Ginny is. From what she's heard and seen of Lily, her Ginny is a very close match to the deceased Witch. Ginny is headstrong, intelligent, witty and rather compassionate. That's not counting the stunning likeness Ginny bares to Lily. Yes, Ginny doesn't have green eyes, but she still has the bright red hair, fair complexion and beauty. Not only that, but Ginny could easily bare Harry as many children as he would need. Being the heir and future Lord to two Most Ancient and Noble Houses means that he'll need at least two sons to carry on those lines. There's also the possibility of Harry inheriting the Black line as well if Sirius doesn't marry and have children of his own. It's common knowledge that Sirius has named his godson his heir and that would only add more prestige and wealth to Harry when he comes of age.

"Mum, do you still have that old Winter copy of the Prophet?" Ginny asked, breaking her mother out of her thoughts.

"We tossed it a long time ago, dear." Molly said, turning and looking at her darling daughter.

"What did you need it for?"

"I was hoping to cut out that picture of Harry. I can't wait to see him on the platform when we get Ron and the others." Ginny said, smiling dreamily at the thought of catching sight of the Boy-Who-Lived.

"Oh?! Is Harry coming here for Christmas?" She asked, excitement flaring in her eyes and ringing through her voice as she looked at her mum.

"No dearie. Ron hasn't had much luck in becoming friends with Harry. Harry's made friends with others, including an…alarming number of girls." Molly said, moving over to the stove and stirring the stew she's making for supper.

"What?! B-But he can't!" Ginny cried, shock and despair in her voice at thought of her Harry close to other girls.

"Now, now, my dear, don't worry. Harry is much too young to choose his future wife just yet. You still have a very high chance to get close to him when you go to Hogwarts next year. There is still plenty of time for you to draw his attention away from any others." Molly soothed, watching as Ginny slowly calmed down from the mood she was working herself into.

The anger on Ginny's face morphed into a look of fierce determination. She wouldn't lose her potential husband to some…hussies! Nodding firmly, she set about cleaning wiping down the table and pulling out the bowls, silverware and cups. As she worked, she happily thought about what her future will hopefully bring her. Being on Harry's arm, living in Potter Manor or whichever one of Harry's properties she wanted to live in. Her mum has told her that Harry is rich enough and likely has multiple properties all around the world. The thought of shopping in Paris, sunning herself on a private beach and getting to explore numerous locations had her head spinning. Harry would be beside her through it all, smiling and loving her and any children they have. With a bright smile on her face, the little ten year-old fairly skipped to pantry to retrieve a few things her mum asked her to get. It was while she was in the pantry that the Weasley clock in the living room chimed as one of its hands moved.

"That'll be your father coming home." Molly said, wiping her hands on her apron.

The sound of someone coming through the floo made Ginny squeal and she shot out of the kitchen and into a pair of strong, loving arms. Arthur smiled as he swept Ginny off her feet and into his arms. He hugged her tightly and pressed a kiss to her cheek as Molly smiled and walked into the room.

"How was work, dear?" She asked, watching as Arthur set Ginny down and removed his traveling robe.

"Busy. I had a meeting with the Prime Minister about a few requests that the Minister wanted to speak with Her Majesty about. I'll be home late next Monday and I have to leave early then too." He said, walking over and bending down to gently kiss his wife.

"Are you going to the meeting too?" Molly asked, frowning in concern as Arthur nodded.

"Yes. As the liaison between our society and the Non-Magical society I need to be there. If it had been between another department and, say the police force then Marty would've handled it. However, this is such a high profile meeting that I have to attend." He explained, following his wife into the kitchen with Ginny walking alongside him.

"Sometimes I miss listening to you talk about nose-biting teacups." Molly sighed, making Arthur chuckle softly.

"I know, love. However, I do have some big news for the entire family." He said, grinning as Molly and Ginny looked at him with wonder and curiosity.

"What is it?!" Ginny asked, nearly bouncing as her dad chuckled and patted her head.

"Let's eat first. I'm starved after such a long day. Besides, your mum's stew smells amazing and it's making my stomach growl." He said, his eyes twinkling as Ginny groaned and Molly shook her head.

Molly soon had a healthy serving of stew in each of their bowls along with freshly made rolls, potatoes and corn-on-the-cob. Arthur happily praised his wife's cooking; making Molly blush and smile happily at him while Ginny giggled. Molly talked about some of Ron's letter home, in which Arthur was relieved that his youngest son is beginning to become more serious about his classwork. Ginny was rather put-out at hearing that Harry had so many friends and none of them included her brother. However, she was glad that the twins were close to Harry. She's the favorite of her older brothers so it's very likely that Fred, George and Percy would help her become friends, and later girlfriend, with Harry. Molly talked about a few things that she needs to get from Diagon Alley, to which Arthur added a few things that he'd like for his lunches. Ginny happily talked about her studies, to which Molly confirmed that she's doing well with the various assignments.

After dinner was finished and Arthur and Ginny did the dishes, they all headed to the living room where Molly settled in her rocking chair with her knitting while Ginny eagerly sat down beside her father on the arm of his chair. Arthur chuckled when he saw the obvious looks from both his wife and daughter; both of them eager to know what news he has for them.

"This Christmas, I'd like you two to go and visit Charlie in Romania. I received word from Bill and he'll be visiting Charlie around that time as well." He said, laughing as Ginny squealed in happiness and hugged him tightly while Molly looked at him with wide eyes.

"We have enough for this?" She asked, her voice soft and nearly breathless as Arthur nodded.

"I've been making some wise stock decisions thanks to Dragonstone. It's helping to greatly increase our money. Also, I've been granted another pay increase because I've been such an outstanding employee." Arthur said, his wife and daughter letting out cheers of delight and pride.

"Oh, Arthur! This is wonderful news!" Molly gushed, tears brimming in her eyes as her husband laughed.

"But wait…you said that you want me and mum to go to Romania. What about you, Daddy?" Ginny asked, frowning as Arthur looked at her.

"Arthur?" Molly asked, unease in her voice as she looked at her husband.

"I have plans to be here during the Christmas holidays though I'll take a portkey to visit Romania on Christmas Eve and it'll take me back after New Years. That's because I want to be here while the construction company rebuilds the Burrow." Arthur said, watching as Ginny and Molly looked at him with shock.

"W-What?" Molly breathed, watching as Arthur summoned a thick packet from his robes which hung by the front door.

"Molly, I know this isn't our dream house. Yes, it's our house. We made it a home and have spent what little we could scrape together in order to provide rooms for our children. However, now that I've gotten a better position with better pay and benefits and after saving for awhile, I want us to have a home we can be proud of. A home where the kids will have enough room have their friends stay the night and a home that works better for us and our needs. You know there are problems with this house; not including the Ghoul in our attic." He explained, opening the packet and pulling out a set of papers.

"D-Do we have enough for all this?" Molly breathed, her mind going into overdrive as their daughter simply sat there in shocked silence.

"I've spoken with a construction company and gotten their best rates. They can start the project in December and it'll be done around mid-January. I've already given them the scans of our property and they said that we have a lot of potential that we're not using. Instead of an orchard, we can have greenhouses where we can grow fruits, vegetables and herbs year-round. The kids can have an actual space to practice Quidditch and perhaps we could even get a swimming pool?" Arthur suggested, watching as tears filled Molly's eyes.

"Molly? Dear, I'm sorry if I-"

"No, no. You did nothing wrong, Arthur. I-I just never imagined that we'd be able to do something like this." She said, tears falling from her eyes as a smile filled with happiness broke across her face.

"If we keep enough rooms for all the kids plus two guest rooms then there'll be plenty of room for when Bill and Charlie settle and visit; should they wish to have children one day. Not only that, but I know you were thinking of perhaps adopting or fostering children in the future." Arthur said, his voice gentle as Molly nodded tearfully.

"Adopting?!" Ginny asked, finally breaking out of her shocked state.

"It's just something we've talked about before bed, sweetheart. If we ever decided to adopt another child it'd be something we'd discuss as a family with all of us together." Arthur said, Ginny nodding thoughtfully.

"We've been blessed with seven wonderful children. However, I'd love to be able to provide a home and a family for someone who doesn't have one. There are so many children who lost their families during the war or because of some unfortunate circumstance." Molly added, watching as Ginny nodded again in understanding.

"The contractors are having us design the house and the various floors. Admittedly, our current layout is very…hodgepodge and it rarely works out. One thing that is a must have is more than one bathroom." Arthur said, laughing as Ginny perked up.

"Can I please have my own bathroom, Daddy? Please?! Ron takes forever in the mornings and the twins often leave surprises…like the time they switched my shampoo with that pink hair dye." Ginny said, scowling as she thought of that prank.

"It would be for the best if she had her own bathroom." Molly agreed, making Ginny let out a small squeal as she looked at her dad.

"Alright, you can have your own bathroom. However, you'll be expected to clean it every week just like you clean your room." Arthur said, his voice stern as Ginny looked at him.

"Of course! Thank you, Daddy!" Ginny gushed, hugging Arthur around his neck before rushing off upstairs.

"What about the boys this holiday? Will they come with us to Romania?" Molly asked, beginning to work on her knitting as Arthur sighed.

"I want us all out of the house in time for the contractor and his crew to begin work. Our furniture can be repaired and restored at a small fee thanks to a furniture company in Diagon Alley. With the work on the house and what's needed to get us to Romania and stay there a good few weeks we need to budget how much we spend for a little. The boys will have to stay in school this Christmas unless they want to spend the holiday with their friends." Arthur said, Molly nodding in understanding even though she didn't look too pleased.

"Where will you be staying while the construction is underway?" She asked, looking up from her work as Arthur stood and went to the small drink cabinet.

"Whyte has offered me his guest house for the time being. He's glad that we're able to do this so he's not asking for much while I stay there. I plan on helping him do a few home projects while I'm there." Arthur explained, pouring himself a small glass of scotch and walking back to his chair.

"I'll bake him and his wife something in way of saying thanks from me. I'm glad that you have coworkers and friends who are willing to help out." Molly said, smiling as Arthur nodded happily.

"Things are finally looking up for the Weasleys." Arthur said, his wife voicing her agreement happily.

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