Deeds and their consequences | By : GothVamp Category: Harry Potter > General > General Views: 1866 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Chapter 9: The plan
~ I put my hands where your wings should be,
I put my feet where the earth should be
And I can't see very far
And when you said that you were dead I hung on.
Something I feel,
You are an angel, or maybe you could've been
Something out here
You are an angel or maybe you could've been.~
(Maybe an angel, Heather Nova)
In the afternoon Harry and Sirius were visited by Minerva McGonnagall. She looked sternly at Harry, but didn’t say anything, instead she nodded at Sirius and said that it was good to see him again. She told them that according to Madame Pomfrey they were both healthy and could leave the infirmary if they would promise to come to her immediately should anything happen in the next few weeks. Sirius was to stay in Harry’s room, which had been magically enlarged and where an extra bed was placed, until the staff and some students were informed of his presence. They were allowed to take walks on the Hogwarts’ grounds and in the castle, but they should be careful that no one would recognize Sirius yet.
“Professor, have Dumbledore and the others come up with a plan?”
“Yes, they have thought up a story as a matter of fact. It’s quite simple, but believable as it will be backed up by two honorable Ministry members. I only fear that some people would find the fact that a wizard came back from the dead worrying…”
***
“What do you mean ‘he just came back?”
“It’s like I’ve said before, Severus, he was released from behind the veil. Apparently it wasn’t his time to die yet.”
“But…but that’s impossible!” the potions master looked really shocked for the first time in years. “No one has ever returned from there, it’s like returning from the dead!”
“Well, as it seems Sirius is the first. We don’t really know what that archway is after all. It’s one of the unraveled mysteries of the Wizarding World.” Dumbledore hid a smile with big difficulty at seeing Snape totally perplexed.
“I just have the feeling that Potter has something to do with this.”
“Oh nonsense Severus. The boy has been at Hogwarts the whole time.”
Even Snape had nothing to say to that. He knew deep inside that all the strange things at Hogwarts were in some way connected to Harry Potter, but he had no prove or whatsoever.
***
At the same time Tonks was handing in a report at the Ministry. She and Kingsley had made sure that they were alone at the Department of Mysteries by closing time the previous day. They waited two hours and then fire-called Arthur Weasley. Tonks told him that Sirius had miraculously returned from behind the veil and that Kingsley had brought him over to Hogwarts by request of Dumbledore. That he was being checked by Madame Pomfrey. Mr. Weasley immediately offered to come to Hogwarts, but Tonk persuaded him not to. She promised to write everything down in a report and hand it in when Arthur would come to work the next day. So she did. The report said:
January the 13th I was writing a report about my latest search party. Seven Death Eaters had been caught and five managed to get away. The mission had been dangerous and troublesome, so I didn’t manage to finish my report before closing time. When I looked at my watch it was seven p.m. I packed my things and headed for the exit until something caught my attention. There was a strange buzzing noise coming for the Department of Mysteries. Curious, I walked towards the noise. When I entered the circular room with many doors the sound stopped, but there was a green light shining from beneath one of the doors. I drew my wand and opened the door. I was standing at the entrance of the Death Room. My attention was immediately drawn to a figure lying still on the ground before the Arch. When I approached the figure I recognized him as Sirius Black. For a moment I thought he was dead, that the Arch had only given back his dead body, but then he stirred. He then turned out to be quite healthy, at least for a dead man, but he didn’t remember anything after the moment he had fallen through the veil. He was very confused and kept on asking questions about his godson, so I decided to contact Dumbledore, maybe he could call Harry. When Sirius and I walked out of the Department of Mysteries and headed for the nearest floo-connection, we met Kingsley. He offered to stay with Sirius when I called Dumbledore. The headmaster asked me to bring Sirius to Madame Pomfrey for examination. I agreed with him on that, because bringing him to St Mungo’s might have drawn unwanted attention. Kingsley escorted Black there and I called Arthur Weasley. The rest is still to be seen.
Nymphadora Tonks, Auror for the British Ministry of Magic
***
Hermione had written something too. A letter. There had only been one flaw in Dumbledore’s plan and that was Stephen Harlow. When the news of Sirius being in the land of the living again would spread, the man would surely put two and two together. So Hermione decided to put a stop to anything the man would say or do. The letter was blackmail cleverly disguised as a thank-you-note. While Hermione was telling Harlow how grateful they were, she didn’t fail to notice that them being at the Ministry at that hour was illegal, what made the man an accomplice, and that Ron’s father, the minister of magic, a.k.a. Harlow’s employer, might not be too thrilled upon finding out that his son was not at school, but at The Ministry in the middle of the night. In other words: tell on us and you’ll lose your job, keep quiet and you’ll be richly rewarded.
Hermione wasn’t happy with the way she had to treat the man that had helped them so much, but protecting her friends was more important for her than being polite. She read the letter over and took in to the owlery.
***
The following days passed fairly uneventful for Harry and Sirius. Most of the time they stayed in Harry’s room talking or playing chess or exploding snap or just reading. Some of Harry’s friends came to visit (for Ron and Hermione had informed some fellow Gryffindor’s, like Neville and Ginny, about Sirius’ return) as well as Arthur Weasley, his wife, Tonks, Kingsley, McGonagall, Dumbledore and Snape, although the last came only to confirm that people weren’t playing a horrible joke on him.
Harry had taken some of the pictures off his walls, because it was freaking Sirius out to see his own face everywhere he looked. Harry was a bit embarrassed of the pictures himself. He was afraid Sirius would think that he was obsessed with him or something, which, if he was totally honest with himself, he was. As the days went by Sirius was able to walk around more freely, because more people knew of his return with every passing day. All the time Harry never left his side. Following his godfather around became a routine for him, he didn’t know why, but he knew that every moment they spent apart he was missing the man’s laughter, his voice, his smile.
Harry’s friends were happy that he was smiling again and doing things, but they still barely got to spend time with him, because all Harry seemed to be interested in was his godfather, even when Ron and Hermione managed to get their best friend alone in a room with them, the conversation was somehow always about the animagus. Hermione was starting to get worried, because due to Harry’s idolization of his godfather he failed to notice the slight changes the man seemed to be going through. Sirius’ worry and love for his godson were still evident, but there were times when Hermione had the impression that the animagus was getting irritated at Harry always hanging around him. Lately he snapped more often at his godson about meaningless things and then a moment after such outbursts he would look quizzically around him, as if wondering when he got there and what he had done before that moment. Then he would shake his head and continue with whatever he was doing. Harry didn’t seem thrown back by his behavior in the slightest.
Hermione talked about what she had noticed with Remus Lupin and he had to admit that the first time he saw his friend back there was a voice in his head telling him that there was something different about him. Still the man was very glad to have his best friend back and explained his behavior by all the things he had gone through in his life. So Hermione let the topic rest. After Sirius’ death Remus’ hair had gone completely white and he looked as if he had aged ten years in one day. She didn’t want to worry Lupin now that he seemed happy again. But the uneasy feeling wouldn’t go away…
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