Vortex – 2/2 by gypsysue

Reading Time: 105 Minutes

Title: Vortex
Author: gypsysue
Fandom: Harry Potter
Genre: Drama, Episode Related, Family, Humor, Romance, Slash, Time Travel
Relationship(s): Harry/Cedric, Sirius/Kingsley, Hermione/Fred/George, Neville/Luna
Content Rating: R
Warnings: Character Death, some permanent, some not, character bashing, if you read my stuff you know Dumbledore and some Weasley’s cop it. Sex between teenagers. Bad language. Discussion – sexual assault via potions
Author Notes: Canon before the story begins, diverges from the beginning
Betas: chaneleblanc and Seren
Word Count: 50782
Summary: Dumbledore made a catastrophic error when he was raising Harry as his pawn. He had no idea that Harry had a soulmate, and that when he was killed as the old man’s collateral damage, Harry would follow along right behind him. Cedric and Harry are given the training they need and one shot to fix the old man’s mistakes and change the fate of the world in the process.
Artist: amakave



Chapter 6 – Ambush

Harry and Cedric sat in the Three Broomsticks waiting for the Flamels to arrive. “Do you have any idea what they look like?” Harry asked.

“No idea. I couldn’t even begin to imagine what the Elixir of Life would do to a person besides keep them alive. Do they look old? Does it work like an anti-ageing potion? I have no idea.”

“Oh great, it’s Dumbledore,” Harry said, point towards the door.

“Is he going to show up every Hogsmeade weekend?” Cedric wondered.

“Who knows, but…” Harry stopped talking as he saw a man and woman with the old fool.

“No,” Cedric said closing his eyes, “I should have known.”

“Well we can’t stay here, Ced, the Flamels are renowned Alchemists, and who knows what other shite they have learned over the years.”

“Great,” Cedric said as they were spotted, “Fawkes,” he called out.

Fawkes flamed in and settled on Harry’s shoulder, and Harry grabbed ahold of Cedric’s hand. He waved and smirked at the trio as they flamed out of there.

“That was bollocks,” Harry said as they landed in their room.

“We should have known since Flamel was Dumbledore’s mentor,” Cedric said as he moved over to the cabinet by the wall and tapped it three times in a specific sequence causing the hidden compartment to open. “Is this thing even real?” He asked as he held up the stone.

Fawkes trilled from his perch in their rooms and Harry did a double take. “Are you serious?” He chastised.

Fawkes trilled again, causing Cedric to laugh at the audacity of the bird. “Really Fawkes, if you had said so in the first place, none of this would have happened, so really it’s your fault that you almost got cursed by the Flamels.”

Fawkes trilled once more, which was accompanied by what would pass as a phoenix pouting and turned his back on them.

“If you’re going to pout, you can go do that in the Headmistress’ office,” Harry grumbled and shook his head and Fawkes seemed to almost hiss at him before flaming out.

“And they say a phoenix is a light creature,” Cedric said with a laugh at the look on Harry’s face.

“And they would be wrong,” Godric said from his portrait, chuckling at the two boys.

“What do you mean?” Harry asked.

“The Phoenix are warriors of the light, yes, but they can not be all light themselves. They work in the grey, like all warriors.”

“Why isn’t this public knowledge?” Cedric asked as he and Harry got settled on the couch.

“It used to be, but over time it was distorted by men who wanted to been seen as pure. Phoenix tend to bond with warriors, you see, like me. I was never a light wizard as people seem to think I was, as you both know. And Fawkes bonded with me when I was just sixteen and stayed with me till my death.”

“So why is he now Hogwarts guardian?” Harry asked.

“Because I asked him to be. I wanted to make sure my legacy was well looked after, and Fawkes agreed. He also promised to take care of my ancestors, he would have helped your father if Dumbledore hadn’t chained him by them.”

“And the Flamel thing?” Cedric asked.

“Fawkes has been around for a very long time and has developed his own quirks. He does enjoy a good prank as much as the next person. He can also hold a grudge for decades. Just asked him what he did to Dumbledore’s house,” Godric said with a chuckle.

“So he thought letting us fall into a trap set by Dumbledore and the Flamels was funny?” Cedric asked incredulously.

“More than likely, I never said he had a good sense of humour, just that he liked to play pranks,” Godric said defensively. “You also have to understand, humour has changed over the centuries. Plus he is probably making up for lost time after been chained for so long.”

“But why did he get so insulted then?” Cedric asked while Harry was still thinking things over.

“Because he knew he was wrong,” Godric said, “but he will never admit it out loud. He will make it up to you in other ways though.”

“So what you are telling me,” Harry chimed in, “is that we have a guardian phoenix that is batshit crazy.”

“Well, I wouldn’t say that exactly, but he is a little eccentric,” Godric said with a smile. “Rather like you two.”

“Very funny,” Harry said with a pout. “But if we are, you and Hecate are to blame.”

“Indeed,” Godric said with a proud smile.

“What are we going to do about Dumbledore and the Flamels?” Harry asked. “And what do we do with this piece of junk?” he added holding up the fake stone.

“Use it as a paperweight,” Godric suggested.

“Well, we could let Sirius use it as one when he takes over as Minister,” Cedric said with a chuckle, “imagine the looks on people’s faces.”

“And how many attempts there will be at stealing it,” Harry said with a frown. “Which would put him in danger, so next?”

“Give it to Ron,” Cedric said, “and watch him drive himself crazy trying to make it produce gold.”

“That idea I like,” Harry said with a laugh and decided to lay a trap for the redhead.

“Let Hermione do it,” Godric said. “It might get her out of the library for a while, and remind her she is behind on cursing Ginny.”

“You enjoy her revenge way too much, old man,” Harry said with a smile.

“Well, you’re not getting any, so I have to live vicariously through her,” Godric said.

“Hermione is way more inventive than I would be, besides she needs it more.”

It was three weeks later that Harry noticed Ron was preoccupied, the boy hadn’t even insulted him once in two days. It was also the time he noticed Ginny had started to walk with a limp.

“Did you do that?” he asked Hermione as he poured himself a cup of tea.

“Do what?” she asked flipping through a book.

Harry nodded his head towards Ginny, “that?”

“Oh no, that wasn’t me, but everyone finding out why she is limping will be me,” Hermione said with a smile.

“And why pray tell is she limping?”

“Well,” Hermione started as she leaned in to whisper in Harry’s ear, “she actually slipped in the shower, so Lavender said. So I obliviated her and replaced it with the story of her catching Ginny getting double teamed by two Slytherins while calling out your name, as she enjoyed the ride.”

“I… you… Merlin,” Harry stuttered out. “That is just… I can’t find the words, Hermione. She is only fourteen years old.”

“What can you do,” Hermione shrugged. “It seems her mother going to Azkaban has given her issues and she’s turned into a nymphomaniac.”

“I can’t wait to tell Cedric,” Harry said, laughing. “You truly are embracing the dark side, Miss Granger.”

“Eh, I’m not so far gone. I will make sure she isn’t in any danger of wayward boys, and have the truth come out, eventually. Speaking of redheads, how is the rest of the clan coping? I have only spoken to the twins and though they seem alright on the outside they have been hit pretty hard by it all, though they haven’t said anything about the rest of the clan.”

“Not too well, as you know Fred and George were talking about dropping out, but Sirius has taken them under his wing and is taking care of them, and you as well it seems,” Harry added with a raised eyebrow.

“Percy is still the same, according to my sources in the Ministry, but I have no idea about Arthur or Charlie. Bill is doing well at Gringotts, he moved back to England and is dating Fleur Delacour. I should really check on Arthur and Charlie. Though I’m sure Charlie is fine with his dragons.”

The rest of the school year passed pretty uneventfully for Harry and Cedric. There were no more attempts by Dumbledore, but they had no doubt the man was just biding his time and making more plans.

The Minister was too busy to bother him, as words of a coup were being reported in the papers. Apparently, it was coming from all sides as the power struggle took hold in the Ministry building.

Harry had even heard Dumbledore was making a play for the Minister’s position but was finding it difficult to pick up traction.

Sirius was making a lot of noise in the Wizengamot, using his and Harry’s seats to make subtle changes without being too obvious, and rumours were being leaked that if he ever gave up teaching he would make an excellent Minister.

He really owed Amos for those rumours.

Ron and Ginny, however, didn’t make it to the end of the school year. They had been sent home early to ‘get some rest’ after their constant outbursts. What that really meant was both of them were being examined in St Mungos and treated accordingly.

Hermione had decided to leave them alone from now on if they ever came back to school, she figured driving them so crazy they had to be committed was far enough. Unless of course, they became a bother again.

Exams were easily completed and by the time the Leaving Feast ended, Harry and Cedric were more than happy to board the Hogwarts Express.

“So what are you two going to get up to during the holidays?” Hermione asked as they sat on the train heading home.

“I was thinking another vacation. I enjoyed the last one so much I think Cedric and I should do it every year for summer break.”

“Isn’t this Cedric’s last summer break?” Neville asked. “He graduated this year, right?”

“Yes he did, but he’s will be studying to become a Charms Master. He had to choose between Charms and Transfiguration, but I said since he is so charming…” Harry was cut off by an elbow to the stomach.

“Git,” Cedric said rolling his eyes. “I will be studying for my Charms Mastery and I have been thinking about getting one in Transfiguration as well.”

“You just want to stay close to me,” Harry said batting his eyelashes at Cedric.

“Yes, that as well,” Cedric answered with a smile at his git of a husband.

“Where do you plan on going?” Neville asked, to change the subject since it looked like the two of them were going to forget there were people with them and start making out. The number of times that happened amused Neville greatly.

“No idea, we will have to organise something after we spend a few days just relaxing at home,” Harry answered. “What are you going to do Nev?”

“He’s going to come on a trip with me and daddy looking for the Crumpled Horn Snorkack,” Luna answered for him, never once looking up from her Quibbler.

Neville just nodded, smiling at his now girlfriend.

“What about you Hermione?” Cedric asked before his husband could tease Neville. He had been doing it since the two had gotten together four months earlier.

“I was going to ask to spend the holidays with you two. Mum and dad are going to visit mum’s sister, and I hate going there. My cousin is a bitch.”

“There is plenty of room,” Harry said.

“Great, cause I may have already told my parents I was staying with you. They left three days ago,” Hermione said with a small smile.

“And what would you have done if we had said no?” Cedric asked.

“I didn’t think Harry would say no,” Hermione said confidently.

“You know him too well,” Cedric said.

“Ever since he jumped on the back of a troll to save me,” Hermione replied with a smile. “He’s been saving me ever since.”

“Hush now,” Harry said blushing.

“Is Sirius going with you this time?”

“No, he is staying back to do stuff in the Ministry, and spend time with his new partner, whoever that may be.”

“He will tell you when he is ready,” Cedric said. Harry hated not knowing, and Cedric was pretty sure Sirius was keeping it from him just to drive him insane.

“It would be nice to know the basics at least… Like is it a man or a woman? Where did they meet? That kind of thing.”

“When is the book coming out?” Hermione asked, to change the subject, causing Cedric to laugh. Between Neville and Hermione, they had become experts at changing the subject. Luna couldn’t care less about people being uncomfortable, so she never did it.

Harry pouted but answered, “it should be making its debut before the beginning of sixth year. Rita Skeeter has been working very hard on gathering all the information she could, with little tips here and there.”

“I still have no idea how you managed to leash that bitch,” Hermione said, still annoyed at the fall out from her article on Harry and herself in fourth year.

“It wasn’t that hard,” Harry said, smiling.

Cedric just rolled his eyes at Harry and turned to Hermione, “she’s a beetle animagus, we just use a bit of blackmail and then the chance at the story of the century. She was annoyed at first but more than thrilled by the end. The dirt we gave her on Dumbledore made her century.”

The train pulled into the station and the quartet got off, leaving Neville and Luna with his Gran and her father. He wondered if there was any talk of a contract.

They had just made it to the portal when all hell broke loose.

Harry threw up a shield and tried to make his way to where they had left Luna and Neville, Cedric and Hermione following close behind, throwing spells at the attacking Death Eaters. He had no idea why they would attack where their own children would be.

“Mum said a few kids had given parental consent to skip the train and Floo home from the Three Broomsticks, now I know why,” Cedric said.

“You never told me?” Harry shouted to be heard over the spellfire.

“It didn’t seem important at the time,” Cedric yelled back.

“Concentrate, you can argue later,” Hermione yelled, firing off another spell at a Death Eater.

“Why are they still carrying on, don’t they realise their Master is dead?” Harry yelled as they made it to Neville and Luna, who had been pushed behind Augusta and Xeno.

“Where the hell are the Aurors?” Harry called as he hit a random Death Eater in the side with a cutting curse, dropping the man.

“I sent out the alert as soon as the spells started,” Madam Longbottom said as she hit a Death Eater of her own, with a boiling curse Harry thought impressed.

There were popping sounds, and Harry sighed in annoyance when he realised it was Dumbledore and his stupid Order of the Phoenix. Now he had to watch his back on both sides.

“Well if Dumbledore and his loyal sycophants can get here, then surely the Aurors can,” Harry said annoyed.

“We should probably get the hell out of here,” Cedric said. “It’s not safe for you to be here from any side.”

“It’s not safe for you either, Ced,” Harry said, “but I can’t just leave them here.”

“I thought we worked on that hero complex of yours,” Cedric said as he dodged a spell and fired one back, hitting Moody of all people.

“Is that Remus?” Hermione asked as she shielded Neville as he cast at a random Death Easter.

“Did you just hit Moody?” Harry asked at the same time.

“Yes, and yes,” Cedric said. “And quit looking at me like that Harry, it’s distracting.”

“What I want to know, is why there are Death Eaters attacking?” Neville asked.

“I asked that question myself,” Harry said, shooting another curse, before moving out into the crowd.

“Where are you going?” Cedric yelled as he moved to follow.

“Following a hunch,” Harry said as he moved to a downed Death Eater and unmasked him.

“Is that Mundungus Fletcher?” Cedric asked incredulously.

“It sure is, which means…” Harry fell and Cedric only just managed to stop him from hitting the ground. He placed his hand over Harry’s ring and called out ‘Home’ portkeying them away.

“Son of a bitch,” Cedric screamed as he cradled a now unconscious Harry in his arms and placed him on the couch. “Winky,” he called and the little elf popped into place.

“What happened to Master Harry?” Winky asked distressed.

“He was hit by an unknown spell,” Cedric said, “I need you to go to Ragnock and tell him we need Mia urgently. Harry’s been hurt.”

“Dobby,” he called.

“Master Ceddy, what be happening?” Dobby asked.

“I need you to get Sirius. Tell him Harry’s injured and he needs to get here right away.”

“Dobby goes,” the little guy said.

“Cedric?” Hermione yelled as she entered the Manor.

“In here, Hermione,” he called back.

“How is he?” Hermione asked as she made it into the room.

“I don’t know, he keeps seizing. Did you see what he was hit with? Who did it?” Cedric asked.

“I think it was Remus,” Hermione said, “why would he do that?”

“I have no idea but I intend to find out,” Sirius said as he walked into the room followed by Ragnock and Kia.

“I don’t know what he was hit with,” Cedric said as he moved aside to let Kia help.

“Sirius, can you let people into the Manor?” Hermione asked.

“No, only a Potter can,” Sirius said.

“I can,” Cedric said, “why?”

“After you portkeyed out, the fighting stopped and Augusta took us all to Longbottom Manor,” Hermione said. “Neville and Luna want to come to check on him.”

“Minxy,” Cedric called.

“Yes, Master Cedric.”

“Bring me the ward book please.” Minxy popped out and back in again handing the warding book and quill to Cedric. He quickly wrote in Neville and Luna’s names and then snapped the book shut handing it and the quill back to Minxy.

“Only Neville and Luna for now, since I know Harry would be fine with that. You can Floo and let them know they can come through.”

“Thanks, Cedric,” Hermione said and ran out of the room.

“Sirius?” Cedric asked. “Have you seen Remus at all?”

“Not since before I was freed, when we opened up Grimmauld Place and stayed there. He seemed fine, he was happy to see me, glad I was free and excited to get to know Harry.”

“Then what the hell happened?” Cedric yelled. “He just cursed Harry in the back.” Cedric took a few deep breaths to calm down, before asking, “do you think he has been cursed?”

“Either that or he is a great actor,” Harry said and then groaned as he tried to sit up.

“Harry,” Cedric breathed out as he moved back to his husband. “How do you feel?”

“Like I’ve been hit by a train, what the hell happened?” Harry asked after he downed the pain potion Kia gave him.

“You were hit with a rather nasty pain curse. I have no idea how the werewolf even knew of its existence. Grindelwald was quite fond of it,” Kia answered.

“What does it do?” Sirius asked, watching as Harry and Cedric shared a look. He would be asking about that later.

“It induces a coma in the person hit, but while they are unconscious they feel incredible pain. Like being hit with every pain spell you could think off, all at once. If you hadn’t been so quick to get help Cedric, Harry would have gone insane.”

“What the hell is the end game of that?” Cedric asked, furious that Harry had yet again suffered.

“Usually Grindelwald would let them suffer for a time, then wake them, ask for what he wanted and if he didn’t get it would repeat the process until they either went insane or cracked and did what he wanted,” Ragnock said.

“Well that didn’t work out to well for them, did it?”

“No, it didn’t,” Cedric said.

“You were lucky your husband was so quick,” Ragnock said nodding in approval at Cedric.

“What I really want to know,” Harry said, as he finally managed to sit up. Cedric sat next to him and Harry leant against him, “is why the hell did the Death Eater’s sons stay off the train?”

“A ruse I guess,” Sirius said.

“To what end, we discovered it wasn’t Death Eaters anyway,” Harry groused.

“I guess they just didn’t count on you being so smart,” Cedric said, pulling Harry closer and kissing his temple.

“Harry,” Hermione called in relief. “How are you and what the hell happened?”

“Hey, Hermione, Nev, Luna, are you guys okay?” Harry asked.

“Fine,” Neville answered. “Just a few scrapes and bruises, but Gran fixed us up while we were waiting for Hermione to call us.”

“What about you Hermione?” Harry asked.

“Fine Harry, not even a scratch,” she said. “Now quit stalling. What happened to you?”

“Sirius will fill you in,” Cedric said, as Harry slumped slightly next to him, exhausted, “I’m going to take this one to bed.”

Everyone was too worried to even attempt the teasing Cedric had left himself open for with that comment.

“Make sure he takes this when he wakes up,” Kia said handing Cedric a potion as he helped Harry up.

“What’s it for?” Cedric asked curiously.

“It’s another nerve soother, I gave him one already and a few other shoring up potions, plus the pain relief potion, which is causing his drowsiness. There may have been some sleep potion in there too,” Kia said with a smile, which was quite frightening if you weren’t used to it. “He will need the other soother, to help with the twitches.”

“I didn’t even notice he was twitching,” Cedric said concerned.

“He’s not now, but he might be in the morning, so give him the potion as soon as he wakes.”

“I will,” Cedric said and scooped Harry up into his arms after he pocketed the potion. Harry was already half asleep. “Feel free to stay if you like, Sirius can play host, and I will see you all in the morning.”

Cedric carried Harry up the stairs leaving Sirius to explain everything. “You’re getting heavy, Harry,” he whispered as he opened Harry’s bedroom door and then looked at the bed. “Winky,” he called.

“What can Winky be doing for you?” She asked looking a little sullen.

“Can you pull the covers back for me so I can tuck Harry in?” Cedric asked.

“Winky do,” she said and snapped her fingers.

“Thanks Winky, you’re a gem,” Cedric said as he lay Harry down. He pulled out his wand to transfigure Harry clothes when Winky beat him to it, and Harry was in his pyjamas. Cedric smiled at her, and then tucked the blankets around his husband.

“Master Ceddy stay with Master Harry,” Winky said and then Cedric’s clothes were changed.

“Thanks, Winky, the thought of leaving him was not something I could imagine,” Cedric said and moved to the other side of the bed, climbing under the blankets and pulling Harry close, before settling in. “I love you, so much Harry Potter,” he whispered as he ran his fingers through Harry’s hair.

“I love you too,” Harry mumbled. “And I will get you back for the fat joke,” he added, slurring slightly as he tried to stay awake, but failed.

Cedric chuckled as he watched Harry’s eyes flutter, before shutting for good, and a soft snore leaving his husband. It wasn’t long before Cedric followed him into dreamland.

Harry woke feeling warm and comfortable and realised why; his husband was next to him. He had missed this feeling.

“Morning,” Cedric said.

“Morning love,” Harry answered with a smile, snuggling into Cedric.

“Before you become all cuddly, you need to take this,” Cedric said, sitting up and pulling Harry with him.

“Right,” Harry said taking the potion and swallowing it down. “Merlin bless the goblins and their better tasting potions.”

“Now come here,” Cedric said as he lay back down and opened his arms for Harry, who melted into his husband embrace.

“What brought this on?” Harry asked.

“You know exactly what brought this on Harry Potter. I am only thankful for the fact that if you die I die. I can not imagine a world in which I could live without you, you great thumping prat,” Cedric said squeezing Harry tightly.

“I didn’t do it on purpose, but I suppose I have been a little bit cocky since coming back. Things were just going too smoothly,” Harry pouted.

“I know what you mean. But watching you get cursed in the back by someone you once trusted,” Cedric broke off and kissed Harry’s head. “I want to kill him, Harry,” Cedric ground out.

“I would feel the exact same way if it had been you that had been hit.”

There was a pounding at the door, startling both Harry and Cedric, and they heard Sirius call out. “Harry, can I come in?”

“Sure,” Harry answered, worried about the tone of his godfather’s voice.

Sirius walked in, his face ashen as he made his way over to the bed, “no stay there,” he said as both boys went to get up.

“What happened?” Cedric asked.

“When you took Harry to bed last night, the rest of us did some research. I also went to Grimmauld Place, to check if maybe Remus was there.” Sirius took a deep breath trying to contain his rage.

“And?’ Harry asked.

“I found him in the entryway, he was badly beaten and had liquid silver injected in his veins. I got him to Gringotts and Kia healed him up,” Sirius took a deep breath, “ he said the reason he hasn’t been answering my letters is that he was being held captive by Dumbledore and the Order.”

Harry frowned. That didn’t make sense, surely Sirius knew you can’t use polyjuice to become a werewolf.

“Sirius, that doesn’t make any sense, you can’t use polyjuice with werewolf parts, it causes all sorts of issues,” Cedric said what Harry was thinking.

“I know,” Sirius said sadly, “but he doesn’t know that. He also doesn’t know that goblin truth serum works differently than ours. Not only does it work on creatures, obviously, since it’s for goblins, but it also erases any questioning. They really are geniuses,” Sirius added.

“What happened?” Harry asked, leaning forward.

“Remus Lupin is well and truly in Dumbledore’s pocket and has been since he started Hogwarts all those years ago. He helped drive a wedge between us near the end when your parents went into hiding. He was the one that compelled me to suggest Pettigrew,” Sirius said with a shudder, “since I wouldn’t let Dumbledore get close to me. Lily and I were distrustful of the old man, and we had discussed it at length, though James wouldn’t listen.

“The stuff I don’t remember, that Lupin said. Harry,” Sirius sighed. “Lupin was there the night Lily and James were killed. He spelled me to go after the rat and leave you there,” Sirius growled. “I wanted to rip him apart with my bare hands, but Ragnock suggested we use him.”

“Tell me what else you found out,” Harry demanded.

“He was supposed to capture you at the train station and bring you to Dumbledore. They have a safe house owned by one of the order members. It’s under Fidelius so we couldn’t find out where it was since he isn’t the secret keeper. And nobody knows who is, except for the secret keeper themselves and Dumbledore, unless they are one and the same.”

“So if they managed to get me there, no one would be able to find me,” Harry mused, “smart on their part.”

“I would be able to find you, Harry,” Cedric said, growling slightly.

“Yes you would, and since you have the Elder Wand you could probably break down any Fidelius as well.”

“Not probably, I could. Godric showed me how, just in case,” Cedric said with a smirk.

“Why didn’t he show me?” Harry asked frowning.

“Probably because I’m not at risk for kidnapping,” Cedric said.

“That was true,” Sirius said. “Remus said that they were supposed to kill you. Dumbledore is surprised you made it out of the graveyard since he intended for you to die. He knew about your relationship and couldn’t have Harry being attached to someone he couldn’t control.”

“That explains why he sent you away and why Hermione was drugged up to her eyeballs,” Harry said.

“They tried to get Cedric too, but he was too well insulated,” Sirius said.

“My dad is many things, but one thing he was most fanatical about was my safety. All the Diggory’s were worried about that, so the Heir ring is chock full of protection charms. Nothing short of the Imperious would work on me. My ring even detects potions. It’s probably why he was so adamant that Harry be kept in the dark, his ring is the same.”

“Especially when he discovered Harry could throw off the Imperious curse,” Sirius added.

“Did you get any other information from Remus?” Cedric asked.

“Since they failed to capture you, Remus is supposed to infiltrate us, get invited to Potter Manor and plant a specialised portkey on you, that will take you to their Headquarters.”

“We could use that,” Harry mused.

“Maybe, but not for a while. You need to recover,” Cedric said.

“Actually no we can’t. Ragnock had the same thought, but the portkey is designed to take only Harry, anyone else will be bounced off the wards,” Sirius said frowning.

“Well, bugger. Then why is Remus still useful to us?” Harry asked.

“For information,” Sirius said. “Every few weeks I will meet up with him at Grimmauld Place and dose him.”

“Are you going to be okay doing that, considering?” Harry asked concerned.

“I hope so, or there will be a new wolfskin rug in Grimmauld Place.”

“How are you going to explain keeping him away from Harry?” Cedric asked.

“You two are going on a private holiday to recover from the trauma, and won’t be back until the new school year starts,” Sirius said. “And of course you won’t be telling anyone where you are going.”

“Nice one,” Harry smiled.

“Did you happen to find out who is in the order?” Cedric asked.

“Yes, and you’re not going to like it, Harry.”

“Let me guess, two potion loving redheads?” Harry asked.

“Yes, Ron and Ginny, who have been cured by the way, but also Percy Weasley joined after his mother supposedly went to Azkaban and wait till you hear the story there.”

“I thought he was stuck up Fudge’s arse,” Harry said.

“Nope, he is a spy, and very good at it since none of us had a clue,” Sirius said.

“Who else?”

“Moody, who is beyond pissed and seeking revenge against you Cedric,” Sirius said with a proud smile, “Mundungus Fletcher, Aberforth Dumbledore, Severus Snape…”

“WHAT?” Harry and Cedric yelled together.

“Molly killed him, Dobby saw it happen,” Harry added.

“That was staged. Severus found the potions in his system almost as soon as he had been potioned, Dumbledore figured it was probably a scheme by you and used it against you. They knew Dobby was there, they have wards to detect house elves, so they used a polyjuiced Death Eater, and had Molly kill him in front of the elf. Though the vicious way at which she did it was a surprise.”

“What about Molly?”

“She never made it to Azkaban,” Sirius said. “Dumbledore had her brought to him by an inside man, but the Ministry still believes she is in Azkaban.”

“Does the rest of her family know?”

“Ron and Ginny do, but they are letting Percy believe she is there since the thought of it has made him more fanatically loyal to Dumbledore. Snape is more useful now that people think he is dead.”

“How the fuck have we been so blind?” Harry asked frowning.

“You said it before, we were cocky,” Cedric said.

“And severely underestimated Dumbledore,” Harry added.

“Winky and Dobby have been told what happened. Winky was all sorts of put out until I gave her a ward to hide her and Dobby. Goblin made of course,” Sirius said with a smile. “It counteracts whatever it is Dumbledore was doing. The goblins think it may be a Flamel spell.”

“I wondered why she was so upset last night,” Cedric said.

“Dobby was furious, but Winky was just upset she did not see it,” Sirius said, laughing, “I think Dobby has made plans.”

“He’s more than welcome to have his fun, after what he went through. He thought he had cursed Molly to kill Severus,” Harry said.

“Now he probably wishes he had,” Cedric said with a chuckle.

“Oh boy,” Harry said with a little laugh. “Well they deserve to get their own revenge,” Harry added.

“Does Master Harry mean it?” Dobby asked as he and Winky popped in.

“Sure, have at it, you can even get tips from Hermione,” Harry said and watched as the two elves looked at each other, smiled and popped out.

“You have created monsters, Harry,” Cedric laughed.

“Well, I think they are both entitled. Besides, Dobby was always a little twisted.”

“Who do they have in the Ministry?” Cedric asked.

“Hestia Jones,” Sirius said.

“Who’s that?” Harry asked.

“She works at the Ministry,” Sirius said. “Not quite sure what she does though.”

“Anyone else in the Order we need to worry about?” Cedric asked.

“I asked about Minerva McGonagall since she was a part of the original order, but apparently they couldn’t get her to join back up. Something about her finding the charms and spells on her. I asked what that meant and Remus said that she is dating someone in the Department of Mysteries, and he found she had been cursed.”

“That’s interesting,” Harry said looking at Cedric.

“Yes, but still,” Cedric said.

“Okay,” Harry answered, causing Sirius to frown.

“You two are way too connected,” he said. “Which is another upside. It seems Dumbledore found out about the soulmate bond, after the attack, so Cedric isn’t to be harmed any more. Though he is on the capture list if anyone can get him, since they know you will come after him, Harry.”

“Well that’s just brilliant,” Harry said. “How did he find out?”

“Perenelle Flamel has the unusual gift of being able to spot bonds. She was at the train station and stayed Dumbledore’s hand.”

“We are always together anyway, so if they get one they would probably get us both.”

“Oh, and the most important fact,” Sirius said. “Dumbledore knows that Voldemort is dead, but he plans to use a spell Nicolas Flamel created to create a living golem of the man and force a final battle and kill you.”

“How the hell is he going to manage that? A golem can’t fight, it can’t really do much but the basics.” Harry asked.

“It’s apparently an Alchemy spell but that is all Remus knew,” Sirius said.

“Son of a bitch,” Harry muttered slumping down in his bed, “we need to kill that old bastard once and for all.”

“Which one?” Cedric asked.

“Both of them, all of them, every single corrupt mother fucker there is out there,” Harry grumbled angrily.

“Fair enough,” Sirius said. “And on that note, you two should get up and get dressed, Hermione and the others are waiting downstairs for you.”


Chapter 7 – Birthday Surprise

The first month of the holidays leading up to Harry’s birthday was full of planning and readjusting after getting more information from Remus. They had managed to counter a few of their plots, but they really needed to get their hands on the Flamels and Dumbledore.

Dobby and Winky had been trying to find them, but every time they got close they thought about something else and left the area. It did give them a starting point, but not much else. Not even the goblins could find a way around whatever Flamel was using to keep the elves at bay.

As it was, they had foiled a plot to kill Arthur Weasley and tried to talk to him, Bill, Charlie and the twins to hide out on Black Island. Of course, Bill and the rest refused but talked Arthur into hiding out, thanks to the fact he was under a kill order by his wife.

They had been shocked by the plots that had been going on right under their noses and Bill was working hard with the goblins to help put a stop to them. They were all still trying to figure out why they wanted Arthur dead; he was no threat to them at all.

Bill figured he should have known something was up when he discovered the family clock destroyed, but they had thought it had been taken out when Molly fought with Severus. Now he wondered why he didn’t think about the fact the fight was limited to the kitchen, and the clock was in the family room.

Harry was spitting nails that Snape was still alive. If there was anyone he hated more than Dumbledore, it would be Snape.

“I want to get this done before we go back to school,” Harry announced at the dinner table the night before his sixteenth birthday.

“How about we take a little break from planning, just until after your birthday, and then we go full out to bring these arseholes down?” Cedric asked.

“Why wait?” Harry asked.

“I have something special planned for your birthday,” Cedric said with a mysterious smile.

“Well, in that case, I guess I can wait,” Harry answered with a small blush. “Where are Sirius and Hermione?” Harry asked as dinner popped up in front of him. All of his favourites, “and why are we eating so late?”

“They are spending the night on Black Island to keep Arthur company, and to give us some privacy. We will be seeing them tomorrow,” Cedric said. “As for why we are eating so late, as I said, plans.”

“And what do you have planned besides dinner?” Harry asked waggling his eyebrows.

“You will have to wait and see,” Cedric said.

Dinner was a relaxing affair, and Harry enjoyed every moment of it. They talked about nothing of consequence, as they ate and after dinner was finished Winky popped in with a giant cake.

“Finished?” Cedric asked as he pushed his own dessert plate away. He had prolonged dinner as much as he could, but he was restless. Unbeknown to his annoying husband, his control had snapped months ago, and really, he couldn’t wait another year of going through this torture.

“Merlin yes, I couldn’t eat another bite,” Harry said laughing as he pushed his own plate away.

Cedric got up and held out his hand for his husband, “let’s go take a little nap then, to sleep off this food coma.” Cedric said smiling.

“I like the idea of that. I’ve missed cuddling with you, I had hoped you would continue to stay in my bed after I was injured.”

“Well, I may be talked into staying there now,” Cedric said as he led Harry up the stairs.

“Really?” Harry asked as he pulled Cedric to a stop just outside his bedroom door.

“I already had the elves move my stuff,” Cedric said. “Surprise!” He added with a chuckle.

“And my pre-birthday dinner just got better,” Harry said smiling as he pulled Cedric into his room.

Cedric pulled away from Harry and walked to what was now his side of the bed, and pulled the covers back. Then he shocked Harry completely by stripping naked and climbing into bed.

“Cedric?” Harry asked.

“Get into bed Harry,” Cedric crooned, causing his husband to quickly strip his own clothes and join him.

Cedric pulled him close, and kissed him, running his fingers through his hair, and sighing into his mouth, “Merlin, I love you so much, Harry, it’s been horrible having to wait for you to grow up,” Cedric said as his hands moved from Harry’s hair down his body.

“I love you too, and you know I feel the same way,” Harry said, “but I thought you wanted to wait?”

Cedric rolled Harry over and lay over the top of him, smiling down at his husband, “I almost lost you again, Harry, and I don’t think we will get another do-over,” Cedric said kissing Harry’s neck in between words, “so I think sixteen is old enough. Besides I can’t take any more of your damn teasing.”

Harry was not about to inform his husband that he still had a little while until he was technically sixteen, and instead pulled Cedric in for a searing kiss.

Cedric broke away and moved to kiss his way down Harry’s body, stopping to take his time working on Harry’s nipples. He bit down gently enjoying the sounds he elicited from his husband as he swirled his tongue around the now hardened nub. Cedric spent a few minutes on each, licking and sucking causing Harry to squirm beneath him.

He gave one last suck, latched on with his teeth and tugged, pulling a startled moan from his husband, before moving down his stomach. He bit down on his hip bone and chuckled at Harry’s reaction.

“Ced, that tickles,” Harry said, planting his hands into Cedric’s hair and tugging, trying to guide his mouth. “Suck my cock,” he demanded.

“So bossy,” Cedric murmured, moving down to kiss the inside of Harry’s thigh, completely avoiding Harry’s now straining cock. Instead, he took one of Harry’s balls partial in his mouth, gently licking and sucking it, causing Harry’s hips to buck more violently. Cedric chuckled, causing vibrations to run through Harry making him shudder in delight.

“Stop teasing me,” Harry moaned.

Cedric released his mouthful and looked up at his husband, “as you wish,” he said adding, “it is your birthday after all,” then returning to give Harry the attention he demanded.

Harry’s breath hitched as Cedric wrapped his hand around his aching erection, bringing his mouth down and sucking the tip inside, swirling his tongue around the head. Harry bucked his hips causing Cedric to smile around his cock, and take him a little deeper into his mouth.

“Cedric!” Harry called and his hand fell into Cedric’s hair again tugging slightly.

Cedric hummed and took Harry all the way in, swallowing around his cock, and bobbing his head, taking Harry all the way to the back of his throat again and again. It was only moments later when Harry screamed Cedric’s name again and spilt his seed down his husband’s throat.

Harry groaned as Cedric released his cock and slid further down, pulling Harry’s legs over his shoulders and spreading his cheeks. Harry heard him mutter a spell and felt a tingle before Cedric’s tongue was working magic on his puckered hole.

“Merlin Cedric, I missed your wicked mouth,” Harry moaned as he pushed his arse into his husband face, ground down on him, as Cedric’s tongue pierced his hole.

Cedric worked Harry into a gibbering mess as he continued to lick and suck at his hole, before pulling back slightly and adding a lubed finger gently. He slowly fucked his husband with his finger, occasionally licking around it, before added a second when Harry started to beg.

“I’ve got you, baby,” Cedric said as he added the second digit and watching, entranced, by the look oh Harry’s face as he fucked him faster with his fingers, Harry meeting every thrust.

“Cedric, more, please.” Harry moaned and Cedric obliged adding another finger, slowly, and placing his other hand on Harry’s hips to stop him from hurting himself.

“Easy love, let me take care of you,” Cedric said. “I’ll get you there.”

“I want you so bad, Cedric, please, fuck me already,” Harry moaned, managing to dislodged Cedric’s restraining hand and pushing down onto his fingers.

“Always so greedy, Harry, and impatient,” Cedric chuckled as he scissored his fingers and twisted brushing over Harry’s prostate.

“Fuck,” Harry screamed. “Cedric,” he added whining.

Cedric slowly withdrew his fingers, swirling them over Harry’s opening, and teasing his entrance as he used his other hand to lube up his cock. He pulled away entirely and sat up, with Harry’s legs still over his shoulders. He looked his husband in the eyes as he lined up his cock, checked his watch and nodded in satisfaction, that is was now past midnight, before sliding into his warm canal slowly, watching for any signs of pain.

When he saw nothing but a smirk on his husbands face he smiled slightly, “you’ve been practising,” Cedric accused.

“Of course, I wanted to be ready,” Harry moaned out as Cedric pulled out and slammed back in again. When Cedric held still, Harry added, “I transfigured a dildo into a replica of your cock and bounced on that thing as often as I could, these last few months. I was hoping you would cave sooner or later.”

Cedric laughed at the look of triumph on his husband’s face, as he pulled out and held there for a few seconds before sliding back in ever so slowly, both hands on Harry’s arse cheeks both holding him open and holding him back from ruining Cedric’s slow torture.

“Bastard,” Harry grunted as he tried desperately to move so he could pull Cedric’s cock into him faster.

“That’s what happens when you cheat,” Cedric said, only half paying attention as he was enjoying the view of his cock sliding ever so slowly in and out of his husband tight, sweet hole. “I could fuck you like this for hours,” he added entranced by the view.

“Oh Merlin,” Harry moaned as Cedric grazed his prostate on every excruciating slow entry.

Cedric carried on like that for way longer than Harry thought he would be capable of, and his dick throbbed with need, his prostate getting just enough to hold him on the edge of orgasm but not quite push him over.

“Cedric, for Merlin sake, fuck me already,” Harry yelled. “You can torture me after you make me come again.”

Cedric laughed, before pulling out entirely and dropping Harry’s legs from his shoulders, “or I could just leave you like that,” he said.

Harry growled, and sat up, flipping his husband over onto his back and quickly sitting on top of him. He took hold of Cedric’s cock and positioned himself above it before sliding down, “now it’s my turn,” Harry said as he rode his husband hard and fast.

Cedric reached back and grabbed ahold of the headboard, hips pumping in time with his husband, moaning in delight. He loved Harry like this, so completely free and so damn hot. He missed this so much, the way Harry gave himself over in his passion and ecstasy.

This was the older Harry expressing his love and joy at being with his lover, his soulmate, and Cedric lost himself in it.

He released one hand from the headboard and grabbed his husband’s cock and pumped it slowly, in complete contrast to Harry’s actions, and it didn’t take long for Harry to come all over Cedric and ground down on his husband’s cock riding out his orgasm and pulling one from Cedric.

“Holy fuck,” Cedric said, as he came hard, his whole body shuddering with the force of it.

“Happy Birthday to me,” Harry said, as he pulled off of Cedric and waved his hand cleaning up the mess before snuggling into his husband.

“Happy Birthday indeed,” Cedric breathed out, “and mine is only three months away.” He added with an anticipatory leer at his blissed-out husband.

“Oh you don’t have to wait that long, I plan on jumping you again as soon as I wake up,” Harry murmured sleepily.

“Don’t count on it,” Cedric replied, laughing slightly at the confused look on his husbands face, “I will probably wake you up already balls deep lover,” he added, bring a sleepy grin to his husband face.

“My favourite way to wake up,” Harry purred.

“Sleep Harry and Happy Birthday.”

“I still don’t have a beard, Harry whispered, licking Cedrics nipple eliciting a moan. Harry smiled and snuggled in yawning loudly, and moments later he was out like a light.

Cedric lay there, running his hands through his Harry’s hair, “I will kill them all before I let them hurt you again, Harry,” he said as he pulled his husband closer and drifted off himself.

Harry strutted into the kitchen late the next morning, his smile never leaving his face.

“Have a good night then?” Sirius asked.

“Brilliant,” Harry said taking a seat, and pouring himself some tea, “and an even better morning,” he added with a smirk.

“Harry!” Hermione exclaimed blushing.

“What, I’m married, and legal.”

“Right, but I don’t want to hear about it,” Hermione said squirming her seat.

“Horny?” Harry asked, causing Hermione to blush brighter.

“Leave her be,” Cedric said as he walked in, a satisfied smile gracing his face, “and happy birthday.” He added kissing Harry on the head before taking a seat next to him.

“Look at you,” Harry said eyeing his husband up and down. “How about we eat quick and go back to bed?” He added leering at his husband.

“How about you control your hormones,” Sirius said after clearing his throat. “We have plans today, for your birthday.”

“I’m sixteen, this is controlling my hormones,” Harry said petulantly. What did they expect from him? He finally managed to get his Hufflepuff in the sack, now he just wanted to keep him there. Cedric was still a dynamo in bed, maybe even better than he remembered.

Sirius laughed at the look on his godson’s face. He was torn between thinking Harry too young for this but realising that he was married and they did wait a long time to consummate the marriage. He was rather proud of Cedric for keeping his godson at bay, he had seen the way Harry teased him.

“What are the plans for today?” Harry asked, “thanks,” he added to Winky as she placed a plate of food in front of him.

“I was speaking to Arthur last night, and he is bored and angry. He managed to get over his initial shock at what his wife and youngest brood have been up to, and now he wants to fight back,” Sirius started. “I managed to hold him off, just for today. We are going to gather our friends, and have a party on Black Island. Swimming, eating, tanning, games, before spending the night there and heading back here tomorrow to start planning.”

“I was surprised we managed to get Mr Weasley to stay on the Island as long as we did,” Harry said.

“He was in shock and grieving, after everything he found out. And let’s not forget the potions, I don’t think he even had any feelings for Molly before she drugged him,” Cedric said in disgust.

“I hate love potions,” Hermione said with a shudder of disgust.

“Don’t we all,” Harry said frowning. “And there goes my erection,” he whispered to Cedric, causing Sirius to bark out a laugh. “Damn dog hearing,” Harry muttered.

“Why do you think I left the house last night,” Sirius said.

“I have silencing charms on my room, Sirius,” Harry said giving his godfather the side eye, before grinning suddenly. “Speaking of needing silencing charms, who is the lucky person you are seeing?”

“Me, well I,” Sirius squirmed looking around the room. “Why don’t you ask who Hermione is dating?” He deflected.

“Sirius Black,” Hermione chastised, for throwing her under the bus before adding “how do you know I’m seeing anyone?”

“I have eyes,” Sirius said with a smirk. He was working at the school after all.

“I already know who Hermione has been spending time in the broom closet with, well more like the Room of Requirement but still,” Harry said, laughing at the look on her face. “Of course I do,” Harry added “and might I say, kudos on that Miss Granger, I can just imagine the sex.”

“Harry Potter,” Hermione snapped, but couldn’t contain her blush.

“What,” Harry said smirking at her blushing face, “how can you be such a prude when you get doubled teamed by the redheaded duo? Now I know where the idea about Ginny came from.”

“What I do in private is none of your business,” she snapped, before suddenly smiling at him. “And who said I was a prude? I just don’t talk about my private life.”

“You don’t have to talk about it when you are doing it in my castle,” Harry said laughing, “the map also showed you and those two in interesting positions.”

“Harry Potter you complete and utter pervert,” Hermione yelled, pushing back from the table and standing up, her cheeks flushing red, in both embarrassment and anger.

“Sit down Hermione,” Cedric said, “and Harry stopped winding her up. He doesn’t look at the map and watch you three, it happened once, and it freaked him out so much he makes me check the map before he will even look at it,” Cedric said laughing at his now pouting husband. “He also made sure I’m the only one of the two of us who gets the sex notifications from the castle.”

“You get sex notifications?” Sirius asked with a gulp.

“I do, yes, the who when and where of it all,” he said looking at both Sirius and Hermione. “It’s a safety measure to assure everyone is of age and consenting.”

“What happens if it’s not?” Hermione asked, now sidetracked by this new information.

“The Headmistress deals with it since she gets the same notifications,” Cedric said with a chuckle at the paling of both of their faces. “She’s had to deal with a few randy youngsters, but as for the assault alarm, it hasn’t happened yet, and after talking to past Headmaster’s portraits, it is an infrequent occurrence for a sexual assault to occur in the school.”

“Merlin,” Hermione moaned as she laid her head on the table looking quite ill at the thought of the Headmistress getting alerts like that.

“When Dumbledore once said, nothing happens in this castle without his knowledge…”

“Oh now that’s just cruel, Cedric,” Harry said.

“You must be rubbing off on me,” Cedric answered, laughing.

“I will rub off on you later, lover,” Harry whispered softly, causing Cedric to groan.

“Seriously though, Dumbledore damaged the wards so much that he got hardly any notifications,” Cedric said.

“Hey,” Harry said turning to Cedric accusingly. “You know who Sirius is seeing!”

“Well, yes, since he likes to get freaky often,” Cedric said laughing at the look on Sirius’ face.

“Eww and Cedric don’t be like that,” Harry said. “The alert only comes through once, then Cedric or Primrose accept it into the wards as allowed and no more alerts are sent unless you partner with a new person. Or its underage or non-consensual, then things go bang.”

Harry turned to Cedric and demanded, “now tell me who the mutt is dating.”

“That’s his business, and he will tell you when he wants too,” Cedric said smiling at his pouting husband. “Besides you would know if you didn’t force all your responsibilities onto me.”

Sirius looked between his pouting godson and the firm look on Cedric’s face and decided to intervene, “fine,” Sirius said. “I’ve been dating Kingsley Shacklebolt.”

“Isn’t he in the order?” Harry asked.

“No, Dumbledore tried to recruit him, but he refused. He was still angry about my lack of trial.”

“You were together before Azkaban?” Harry asked.

“Yes, and he was one of the only ones that fought for me, believed in me completely,” Sirius said with a sappy smile.

“How did you get notifications on him?” Harry asked after a moment’s thought, the teacher’s rooms and Founders rooms were exempts. The teacher’s rooms even had spells that refused entry to their private quarters from students.

“They must have gotten impatient cause Sirius Black here decided to behave like a schoolboy and had sex with his beau in a broom closet,” Cedric said laughing at Sirius’ blush.

“And how do you know it happens often?” Hermione asked.

“I get notified when people who don’t go to school or are not teachers cross the Wards. Kingsley comes by, a lot!” Cedric said, “and Sirius is just lucky I don’t deny him access,” he added with a smirk at the mutt.

“Don’t you get notified about the comings and goings, Harry?”

“No, I get a tingle, but the Wards know I leave all that stuff up to Cedric, it’s the joys of having a husband and soulmate, I can give him all the work.”

“Git,” Cedric said smiling, “I don’t know why I put up with you.”

“Oh I think we both know why you put up with me, after last night and this morning,” Harry said waggling his eyebrows, causing Cedric to roll his eyes.

“So who else is having sex in the castle?” Sirius asked, causing everyone to laugh at the nosey mutt.

“Trust me, you don’t want to know. I have a hard time looking at most of my classmates as it is. Half of them are screwing around like bunnies,” Cedric said with a frown. “And that reminds me, Cho Chang gets around quite a lot,” he added with a smile at Harry.

“Gross,” Harry laughed, “even now?” he added.

“There was a drop off for a while after Hermione’s prank, but she’s back at it,” Cedric replied, screwing up his nose.

“Everyone deserves love, Ced,” Harry smirked.

“It gets better, it seems Hermione with all her pranking of the Weasley’s cost Lavender her sex partner, she has had to seek relief from Seamus,” Cedric said.

“So she traded up,” Harry said laughing at the look on Hermione’s face.

“Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry and bed-hopping,” Cedric said laughing.

“What do you expect with a school full of teenage boys and girls?” Hermione said, “and plenty of free time on their hands.”

“Imagine how much worse it was before Primrose added more classes,” Sirius said laughing. “I know when I went to school it was a free for all.”

“That is something I never needed to know,” Harry said. “As far as I’m concerned, my parents only had eyes for each other and never had sex with anyone else.”

“James was a fantastic lay,” Sirius said, smirking at his godson, before getting up to leave the room. “Now let’s get a move on we, need to meet up with everyone for a day of fun!”

“You utter bastard,” Harry called after him as he bolted from the room.

“Let’s get ready to head to the Island,” Cedric said, trying really hard not to laugh at the anguished look on Harry’s face.

“Fine,” Harry grumbled.

“I’ll just go…” Hermione couldn’t say any more, as her laughter bubbled up and out of her and she fled from the room laughing even harder at Harry’s disgruntled look.

“Come on Harry, let’s go have some fun swimming and tanning,” Cedric said as he helped Harry from his seat, “it will be fun.”

“I may need you to obliviate me first,” Harry said as he let Cedric lead him out of the room.

“Idiot Gryffindor,” Cedric muttered.

They arrived at Black Island an hour later and were met by Arthur, Bill, Fleur, Charlie, the twins, Kingsley, Neville, Augusta and Xeno.

“Happy Birthday Harry,” was called out in greeting, before individuals came up to offer their personal greetings.

“I don’t know about you lot, but I’ve been looking forward to a swim all morning,” Sirius said as he stripped off his shirt and shoes, leaving him in the swimming trunks he had worn.

“Sounds like an excellent idea,” Cedric said, eyeing Harry.

“For those that don’t want to get wet, you can sit in the sun on the sunbeds over there,” Sirius said pointing. “Or the gazebo has some refreshments and shade. If you need anything just call for Jinxy,” he added before ploughing into the sea.

“Merlin, would you look at that,” the twins called as Kingsley ran after his boyfriend. Harry very nearly swallowed his tongue, causing Cedric to nudge his husband.

“Oh come on,” Harry said smiling, “just look at him, he is God-like.”

“Well of course he is, but you don’t have to drool,” Cedric replied, wiping Harry’s mouth.


“Come on, let’s go, unless you think you might drown adding real water to your own drool,” Cedric said, taking off his shirt and walking down to the ocean.

“I might now,” Harry said as he followed suit, ogling his husband.

The rest of the day was spent splashing around in the ocean, eating lunch, more swimming, tanning and teasing Hermione and the twins. Only Harry was brave enough to tease Kingsley, his reputation as a formidable Auror preceded him.

After dinner, the cake was brought out with Harry and Neville’s names on it and both boys were wished a very happy birthday. Everyone kept to Cedric’s rules and nothing but fun was had, all discussions about Dumbledore and the like was put on hold till the next day.


Chapter 8 – Curse Breaking

The next day found the group sitting around the breakfast table at Black Manor, you could almost feel the anxiety in the room, it was so high.

“We need to figure out the most pressing danger,” Cedric said.

“That would be Dumbledore, and maybe Flamel, but we don’t really know what he had to do with the whole thing. Is he involved? Is he just blinded by Dumbledore and believes everything that comes out of the old man’s mouth. How can we even know for sure, they have so many wards up, it’s like Fort Knox. I think the only reason Fawkes got through was because he let him,” Harry ranted.

“I know how to find out,” Kingsley said, “but I need to talk to Minerva.”

“Why? And can she be trusted?” Cedric asked frowning.

“I’ve known Minnie a long time,” Augusta said, “and if anyone can be trusted when they have all the facts, it’s her.”

“Remus said she was free of control now, thanks to her special friend,” Harry said, “but how can we be sure it’s not another ploy. They have caught us out already, what with the Molly and Snape’s surprise, I would rather we didn’t come across anymore.”

“The goblins can help with that, though she won’t like it,” Bill said, with a frown.

“I’m trying to keep the goblins involvement to a minimum. I know they are willing to help, but until we can get the Ministry to change the laws involving them, I really don’t want to put Ragnock in any danger. He has been a great help to me already.”

“If they are okay with it, then we should let them,” Cedric said. “Besides if the Ministry tries anything I foresee a rebellion happening.”

“Let’s try and hold off on that,” Bill said with a smile, “at least until I’m dead.”

“That’s a plan,” Cedric replied with a laugh.

“It would really help if we could get the old man stuffed with truth serum and get the truth out of him. Because no matter what intel we have coming in, I guarantee it is nothing compared to what the old codger is actually planning,” Harry said frowning.

“What are you going to do about Molly?” Xeno asked Arthur.

“I’ve already disowned her. Bill took me to the bank to sort it out,” Arthur said.

“It should be out in the Prophet today that Molly never made it to Azkaban and Severus Snape was never killed,” Kingsley said. “And Madam Bones asked me to thank you for the use of the Prophet and the intel about Molly. Though I think the biggest factor in Amelia’s help is sitting over there,” Kingsley added pointing to Arthur.

“And what’s the story there?” Harry asked.

“Amelia and I were dating when Molly potioned me, we were planning to get married, but…”

“That’s awful, Mr Weasley,” Hermione said.

“It is, but we are making the best of it, and I am happy to say Amelia doesn’t hold it against me, and we have started courting again.”

“That’s fantastic, I’m happy for you,” Harry said smiling.

“As you can imagine, Amelia is beyond furious and is going to use every tool available to her to recapture Molly, and ruin Dumbledore.”

“I’m going to meet with Minerva today, and have a chat about where her loyalties lie and if she knows anything about the Flamels. Dumbledore confided a lot in her in the old days.”

“Be careful, she is more than likely under a secrecy charm,” Harry said.

“If she is, her special friend would be working hard to break it.”

“It might not be that easy,” Cedric said. He paused and looked at Harry who nodded, “Dumbledore probably used the Elder Wand to cast his spells on people.”

“That’s a legend,” Kingsley said frowning.

“Dumbledore has the Elder Wand?” Xeno asked, leaning forward, clutching at his necklace.

“Had,” Cedric said. “I own it now,” he added.

“So you can undo his spells then,” Xeno said. “Now you have the Death Stick. Do you have the other Hallows?”

“That is a discussion for another time,” Harry said cutting him off. Nobody needed to know they had all three.

“It’s important, Harry,” Xeno said. “It is said that the one who reunites the Deathly Hallows will become the Master of Death, but more importantly, the wand can never be taken from you if you have all three.”

“The Deathly Hallows are a fairy tale,” Bill said.

“How can it be a fairy tale when Cedric just said Dumbledore had the Elder Wand?” Kingsley said. “I always wondered where he got his power from. I mean, he is a powerful wizard, but he often did things that were almost impossible. Now we know why.”

“Where is the Elder Wand now?” Sirius asked.

“Hidden, and it’s going to stay that way unless we need it for an emergency,” Cedric said.

“But you will use it to help Minnie, right, if she needs it?” Sirius asked.

“Of course,” Cedric said.

“Alright, well, Kings, you get a meeting with Minerva and see what you can find out,” Harry said. “The rest of us will just have to try and find out as much as we can about the rest of the Order. Rita should have the expose about Dumbledore ready soon, and then we can come at him for all sides.”

“I’m going to head back to work, tomorrow after the paper comes out,” Arthur said. “It should be safe enough by then, especially since I’ve banished Molly. That way I can keep an extra ear out in the Ministry.”

“Amos is a big help there, so you can get together with him,” Harry said.

“Why are Primrose and Amos not here?” Sirius asked.

“Primrose is busy with the school and Amos is busy with work. Exactly where we want them,” Harry said.

“Dad moved into the castle with mum, Harry insisted so they would both be protected by the wards. Dad takes the floo to work from the Headmistress’ office, and back again, plus we have elves guarding them invisibly. We see them all the time and had a birthday lunch with them the other day.”

“They are where they are most helpful,” Harry added. He kept quiet about the fact that he didn’t want them anywhere near this. He had lost his parents, he was not going to let Cedric lose his. He would protect Primrose and Amos the best he could, no matter what.

“We need your help,” Kingsley said as he walked into the sitting room of Potter Manor three days later. He had all but moved into Sirius’ bedroom.

“What do you need?” Harry asked.

“Cedric,” he said. “They can’t break the secrecy spell, so I ended up telling Minerva and Saul about the wand. He is positive it will work.”

“Do you think the information will be worth it?” Harry asked, holding up his hand when Kingsley went to protest. “Look, this is my soulmate, I need to know the risk is worth the payoff.”

“Croaker is sure it will work, and Minerva managed to say a few things that make us think it will be totally worth it,” Kingsley answered.

“When and where?” Cedric asked.

“Now, in the Department of Mysteries.”

“I’m going to need a bit to retrieve the wand so we will meet you at the Ministry in twenty minutes,” Cedric said.

“Alright, I will let them know,” Kingsley said and walked out of the room to floo back to the Ministry.

“Are you sure about this?” Harry asked.

“Positive and you would do the same if you were the one that owned it,” Cedric said.

“Well, technically I do, since what’s mine is yours and yours is mine. Plus both our wands work for each other thanks to the soulmate bond,” Harry said smiling.

“And that is an advantage we may very well need, but others don’t need to know about,” Cedric said.


“Because you are more powerful than me,” Cedric said with a shrug.

“No way, we are the same, Ced, both of us are as powerful as each other. We can both do wandless, wordless magics, we can both cast the same spells.”

“I know, but on a powerhouse level, you hold more, and it will only get stronger as you grow,” Cedric said.

“And I thought you were the smart one,” Harry scoffed, causing Cedric to frown at him.

“Remember what Hecate said, what one is the other shall become,” Harry repeated for his thick husband. “Which means, we will both be the same. Why do you think you can speak Parseltongue, and I am so much better at Charms and Transfiguration than I use to be? We share skills, knowledge and power.”

“Right,” Cedric said before he blew out a breath. “Right,” he repeated this time smiling. “Looks like my smarts are rubbing off on you but I’m catching your stupid.”

“Arsehole,” Harry muttered, rolling his eyes. Sometimes his husband was a jerk, but he only had himself to blame. He had, after all, corrupted his Hufflepuff.

Harry and Cedric retrieved the Elder Wand, they had already had it warded by the goblins, though it wouldn’t do any good for anyone to try and steal it now. Not since they had reunited all three, the wand was now tamed and would not work for another owner, Xeno was right about that theory.

They meet with Kingsley at the entrance to the Department of Mysteries without being bothered and followed him to Croaker’s office where he and Minerva were waiting.

“The boys are here,” Kingsley said as he led them into the room.

“Hello, Professor McGonagall, Croaker,” Harry and Cedric said.

“Potter, Potter,” Minerva said, with a tight smile and a nod.

“Lord and Consort Potter,” Croaker said, “please take a seat.” He waited for them to get comfortable before adding, “you know why you are here, we have been working on this for days, and our last resort is you.”

“We will do what we can,” Cedric said.

“What I need you to do is say this spell, using the Elder Wand.”

Cedric took the spell and read it over a few times before he centred himself and drew the Elder Wand, “Liberate mente, ad removendum ligat, ut revelet Deus absconsa tua mecum,” he chanted.

When the spell ended, a heavy silence hung over the room, and magic seemed to build, followed by a flash of light as a wave of magic washed over everyone in the room.

“Son of a bitch,” Kingsley said, holding on the back of Minerva’s chair that he had been standing behind.

“You’re not wrong,” Minerva said holding her head in her hands.

“You too?” Cedric asked Kingsley.

“That son of a bitch,” Kingsley repeated before taking a deep breath to steady himself and pulling out a seat to sit down. “I captured Pettigrew a few weeks after Sirius was put in Azkaban, but Dumbledore came across me and memory charmed me.”

“Why didn’t he make you forget Sirius all together?” Harry asked.

“He wouldn’t have been able to do that,” Croaker answered. “Sirius’ presence was all over Kingsley life, and everyone in the Auror department knew about their relationship.”

“Sirius is going to be even more furious when he finds out,” Kingsley said with a frown.

Harry laughed at the look on Kingsley’s face before turning to Minerva, “what do you remember?”

“I remember taking you from the Dursleys. I had you for a month before he managed to track us down,” Minerva said with a sad smile. “I had no idea that spell would release the memory charms as well as the secrecy one.”

“I didn’t either,” Croaker said with a frown at the wand in Cedric’s hand. Cedric saw him looking and flicked his wrist causing the wand to disappear.

“It wouldn’t work for you anyway,” he said at the look on Croaker’s face.

“Yes, but to study it,” Croaker said, before being cut off.

“We are here for a different reason,” Harry snapped.

Minerva conjured a phial, and put her wand to her temple, pulling a long strand of memory from it, though the strand seemed to have slight breaks between the silvery strands, “this is everything,” she said as she placed the memory in the phial and handed it to Harry.

“That bad?” he asked at the look on her face. She just nodded at him with a pinched look.

“Alright, let’s get back home then,” Harry said. “What do you want to do Professor?” Harry asked as he turned to her.

“She can stay with me, I will take care of her, and she will contact you when she’s feeling more herself,” Croaker said moving to comfort Minerva, “this has taken a toll.”

“I can see that,” Cedric said.

“I’m so sorry, Professor,” Harry said.

“Me too, Harry, me too,” she said sadly.

“I hope she is going to be okay,” Harry said as they made their way to the Floo.

“She will be, she’s a tough old broad,” Kingsley said from behind them.

“I would like to hear you call her that to her face,” Harry said laughing.

“Me too,” Cedric said, before stepping into the floo with his husband.

Sirius was in the family room reading the Prophet when they got back, and laughing every few sentences.

“That good?” Harry asked as he moved into the room.

“Even better, there is a bounty out for Molly, Amelia even added the fact that she tried to have Arthur killed. It is known that Severus is alive, but instead of saying a Death Eater was killed in his place, they said it was an innocent person they had captured for their plot.”

The Prophet had been running with the story non-stop since the first edition came out, adding information as it came in. It had been picked up by other news outlets, and Harry was pretty sure it had put a significant crimp in whatever they were planning.

“The book should be coming out in the next few days, which will just fan the flame,” Cedric said smiling at Harry. “Hopefully it will keep them on the back foot so we can get out in front of this plot.”

“How did things go at the Ministry?” Sirius asked.

“Well, we managed to break the spells, but Minerva was too upset to even speak about it, so she gave us the memories.”

“Let me call the group in, and we can get a look at what has been going on,” Sirius said as he got up and left the room.

“Are you okay?” Cedric asked Harry as he took his hand.

“I don’t know, I guess I will find out soon enough,” he said shaking the phial at Cedric with a sad smile.

Cedric and Harry sat in contemplative silence as they waited for Sirius to get back, both wondering just how bad this was going to be. What they knew so far was beyond the pale and really, Harry didn’t want to have to fight a golem because of whatever twisted thing Dumbledore was up to.

Sirius came back in followed by Kingsley, “everyone is on their way,” he said as he sat down and placed the pensieve on the table, having grabbed it from the office on the way through.

“Oh and before I forget, I asked Remus about the Elder Wand, he knew nothing about that. So I asked about Dumbledore’s wand, and he said Dumbledore thinks that Yaxley still has it hidden somewhere. That’s all Remus knew, so I guess Dumbledore doesn’t want anyone to know the importance of the wand, and he can’t actually get to Yaxley himself.”

“If that’s true then it’s a relief, but I’m not counting on it, and I really don’t think we can count on anything Remus says. Dumbledore may already know he’s a lost cause, or he could have found out we have been able to crack him and feed him false information. We have no idea,” Harry said annoyance lacing his voice.

“We’re here,” the twins said as they entered followed by Arthur, Hermione, Amelia, Neville and Luna.

“I see that,” Harry said smiling. “Is that everyone?” He asked turning to Sirius.

“Yes, as per your instructions, I left Amos and Primrose out of it as well as Xeno and Augusta,” Sirius said.

“Okay,” Harry said as he leaned forward and poured the memory into the pensieve. “Everyone ready?” He asked and placed his finger in the liquid along with everyone else. He sought out Cedric when they landed in the headmaster’s office and grabbed his hand.

Dumbledore was sitting at his desk, and Harry could make out Severus in the background. Minerva standing in front of the desk leaning over it, frowning.

“What did you do?” She asked, her Scottish brogue stronger in her anger. “I trusted you for years, Albus, I trusted you, and you betrayed me in the worst possible way. I remember everything. You had James and Lily killed, you took Harry away from me, and put him back with those awful muggles.

“You planned it all, Albus, why? Why would you destroy so many lives like that just for your version of the Greater Good, just for glory? You could have had that after the defeat of your lover, after your betrayal of him.”

“It’s quite simple Minerva, defeating Grindelwald gave me power and motivation to complete our original purpose. He will see me doing what he failed to do and regret his choice to abandon me. As for the Potters, they have the two things Grindelwald didn’t. The power in the Wizengamot to make drastic changes, and the money to help them along. They could have ruled the government if they weren’t so honest and abiding. What a waste.” Dumbledore spat.

“I was so close to turning James, but he had to marry that muggleborn,” he sneered. “She was turning him from me, her and that mutt. She deserved nothing more than what she got, though I’m sure Severus would have prefered her to be his plaything.” Dumbledore sighed as if he had regrets, and Harry wanted to rip his face off.

“Don’t worry though, my plans will come together. Harry will love me like a grandfather, and when I am through with him, he will die, and I will inherit the Potter fortune, including this castle. Everything’s coming together nicely, and when I am done, the muggles will bow before me and the magical world will celebrate my greatness.”

“You’re mad,” Minerva said, hand to her mouth, “and you won’t live long enough to achieve it.”

“Nicolas has been very accommodating on that front. He taught me too well, and now he will do as I tell him,” Dumbledore said and dropped his glamour revealing a much younger man.

“What did you do?” Minerva asked, and those watching could see the horror etched on her face.

“What was necessary,” Dumbledore said, “for the Greater Good. Now hold still,” he added with a condescending voice, and his wand flashed.

“Was there anything else you needed, Albus,” Minerva said.

“No that will be all.”

The memory swirled, and when it cleared, they were standing in a building Harry didn’t recognise. There were a group of people sitting around a table, and Dumbledore was at the front. As Harry looked at the people, he realised this was an Order meeting.

“We must make sure Harry Potter learns nothing of his heritage. He must focus on the defeat of Voldemort and not be turned by gold and power.”

“Why?” Minerva asked.

“Because there is no need for him to know about stuff he can never have. He must die you see.”

“No,” Minerva said jumping up from her seat.

“It saddens me too, Minerva, but it is the truth. Voldemort can only die when Harry does. But it is up to them to kill each other. ‘Neither can live with the other survives’,” he added.

“What is that?”

“Part of the prophecy,” Dumbledore said sadly. “Harry Potter will not live through the defeat of Voldemort, no matter how much it pains me for this not to be true.”

“He needs to know,” Minerva said.

“No, it will do him no good, and will only cause him to worry. Let him live what is left of his life,” Dumbledore said before adding, “besides we can not tell him. Everything discussed in these meetings is under a secrecy charm.”

The group found themselves back in the family room, each of them trying to process what they had just heard.

“He’s crazy,” Hermione said.

“Barking is what he is,” Fred said.

“Why are you smiling Harry?” George asked.

“Because,” Harry said “the Flamels are under a spell. We can free them and use them to get to Dumbledore.”

“And how are we going to do that?” Sirius asked.

“This is where the goblins come in,” Harry answered with a smile.

Cedric left the room to go contact Ragnock while Harry called for tea for everyone.

“He really is batshit insane,” Neville said frowning.

“It seems so, and it seems like he has always been that way,” Arthur said.

“Well hopefully it will all be over soon, without any great final battle,” Harry said.

“You should contact Skeeter and get her to hold off on the book. She can add stuff to it after we sort this out and then Dumbledore will go down in legend as a crazy Dark Lord,” Luna said smiling.

“If I have my way this will be over quickly, and really, the book will be damaging enough without adding this stuff. It would tarnish not only the Flamels if it is true that they are under Dumbledore’s thrall, but it would be harmful to Minerva. I won’t have her suffer anymore,” Harry said.

“Besides,” Cedric said as he sat back down “with the book released, Dumbledore will be so angry it might throw him off and make it easier to deal with him.” Harry nudged Cedric and smile at him.

“Ragnock will meet with us tomorrow morning,” Cedric added. “He was rather surprised to be contacted so late at night, but said he will have the Flamels in the bank before we get there.”

“Yes well, needs must and all that,” Kingsley said.

“Let’s just hope it goes smoothly,” Sirius said.

They all said their goodnights and headed off home, leaving Hermione, Sirius and Kingsley behind with Cedric and Harry.

“Alright, let’s get to bed, we have a big day tomorrow,” Sirius said.

When Harry, Cedric, Hermione and Sirius arrived at the bank, they were met with a furious Ragnock and even more furious Flamels.

Harry and Cedric were going to go alone, but Sirius and Hermione wouldn’t let them leave without at least the two of them. Sirius had Kingsley on standby just in case.

“Ah Lord Potter,” Nicolas said when their group was led into the room. “I have much to thank you for.”

“You will have to forgive me if I don’t believe you right now, Mr Flamel,” Harry said keeping away from the man. His wife was seated but refused to look at him.

“Right, yes,” Flamel said as he dropped the hand he had held out to Harry.

“We trusted him, let him into our lives,” Perenelle said from her seat, her face downcast. “He brought us nothing but pain and anguish.”

“How?” Hermione asked as she sat down next to the now weeping woman.

“He killed our only son,” Nicolas answered for his wife as she sobbed into her handkerchief.

“What?” Sirius asked astonished.

“Dumbledore had been after me to teach him for a while, but I was only going to pass on my work to my son,” Nicolas started. “Perenelle and I had waited so long, but were unable to conceive, so I worked long and hard to develop a way to make it happen. My first few attempts were complete failures, but we had time, thanks to the Philosopher’s Stone.

“I finally managed to create a potion to let my wife conceive, and we were so happy the day we found out we were going to be parents.” He smiled at his wife, as she composed herself.

“The day he was born was the happiest day of my life, besides meeting Nicolas,” Perenelle said smiling sadly at her husband.

“My son attended Beauxbaton, just like we did,” Nicolas said. “He was smart, beautiful and full of life. He introduced us to Albus Dumbledore, they had become fast friends, and we welcomed the parentless boy with open arms.

“He had told Théophane, our son, all about his life, and being kind-hearted, Theo had immediately taken the slightly younger man under his wing. My son was twenty-five when they met; Dumbledore had just turned twenty. A year later my son was dead, and Dumbledore grieved with us. He said Grindelwald had found them together and in a jealous rage had killed Theo.”

“In my grief, I clung to Albus and he used my grief against me,” Perenelle said. “It was I that convinced Nic to teach that man, it was I that made sure he learnt all that we would have taught our son.”

“He turned that knowledge against us, and it wasn’t until Severus Snape came to me that I found out he was the one that killed my son, all for power,” Nicolas said. “I became enraged, so beyond angry that I could not think straight and then he was there, and I remembered nothing, until now.”

“Severus Snape?” Harry asked.

“He told me that he had found out a lot of things about Albus, but his own motivation for turning to me and outing Dumbledore was because of something he found out about Lily Potter,” Nicolas said. “It seems Dumbledore had promised to protect her, but he found out that he had no intentions of letting her live.”

“His unhealthy obsession with my mother is so beyond disgusting that I can hardly stand it, but at least it was good for some things,” Harry snarked.

“Is it true you can raise a golem and have it act like a real person, spells and all?” Cedric asked.

“No,” Nicolas said, “where did you hear that nonsense?”

“Remus Lupin said that is what Dumbledore had planned and that you could do it,” Harry said.

“Albus Dumbledore would not trust Remus Lupin with anything. He hates half breeds as much as he hates muggles,” Nicolas said. “Besides after the train station, and trying to plant Remus, he discovered the truth serum in Remus’ blood. He is still trying to recreate it, he is fascinated with a serum that works on ‘animals’, as he called anything not magical or human.”

“Who is the secret keeper for the Order,” Harry asked.

“Perenelle is,” Nic said, “Albus truly believes that she loves him beyond everything else, since Theo’s death, and as she rarely leaves the house these days…”

“Could you not have any more children?” Hermione asked.

“No,” Perenelle said, “there were a lot of complications with Theo’s birth. It was not to be for us to have more than my blessed boy.”

“You will have to move quickly if you wish to capture the Order,” Nicolas said. “We will not be able to face the man again without him knowing we were freed from his influence.”

“How did you get free?” Sirius asked.

“The Goblins are very good at what they do, and they only needed to break the first barrier, then I was able to help with the rest. The hardest part was staying here and not running off to kill him, but that is not for me to do,” Nicolas said sadly. “You do know that it is you that has to kill him?” Flamel asked.

“Yes, I figured out early on the Prophecy was not about Voldemort, it was about Dumbledore,” Harry said.

“Why didn’t you say something,” Sirius asked his voice a little high with anxiety.

“What would you have me say?” Harry asked, “it really doesn’t matter in the end, does it?”

“I guess not, no,” Sirius replied. “It just would have been nice to know.”

“It would just make you worry more, and the outcome will be the same no matter what, Sirius,” Harry said and smiled sadly at the look on his godfathers face.

“Who is at the Order’s headquarters now?” Cedric asked breaking the stare down between his husband and Sirius.

“Molly and her kids, except Percy, I think he is at the Ministry. Though he has been pulling away since he found out about Molly and the lie they told. Moody is there most of the time, Snape is hiding out there, that’s all I know for certain. You could find more or fewer members there,” Nicolas said.

“Where is Remus?” Sirius asked.

“Probably there, though he won’t be for too much longer. Dumbledore knows he is useless now, and it won’t be long before he finally allows Snape his revenge on the wolf,” Nicolas answered.

“What are you two going to do now?” Harry asked concerned. Dumbledore had caused so much carnage in people’s lives, it was heartbreaking.

“We plan to stay as guests of the goblins until you have finished what you need to do,” Perenelle said, “that way Dumbledore cannot use us anymore.”

“I really am sorry for what he did to you,” Harry said sadly.

“He has done many a bad thing to many a people, Lord Potter. We can only hope it is finally put to an end soon.”

“We will do our best,” Cedric said.

“Thank you,” Perenelle said, “and good luck. The Order of the Phoenix is located at number 6 Spinner’s End, Cokeworth.” She then proceeded to write it down and hand over the parchment to Harry.

“Thank you Perenelle, Nicolas, I will do my best to avenge your son,” Harry said and stood to finally shake Nicolas’ hand.

Ragnock led them out of the office, and Harry sat back down next to Cedric. “Well, looks like we have a place, now we just need to get whoever is coming along together and get there as quickly as possible.”

“I know exactly where that is,” Sirius said, “Snape lived on Spinner’s End, it was near to where Lily grew up. But I believe he lived at number 15, so we may have to be extra careful, they could have a look out at Snape’s old place.”

“Let’s get back home and get organised, we need to move as quickly as possible,” Harry said shaking his head at the new information. Of course, Snape lived near his mother when she was a child, the creepy stalker, Harry thought with a disgusted frown.

“Here Lord Potter,” Ragnock said before they left, “this is a beacon, activate it if you require help, and my warriors will be at your side in an instant.”

“My thanks Ragnock,” Harry said touched by the action.


Chapter 9 – The Downfall of Dumbledore

Their group was small but ready as they stood in the foyer of Potter Castle. Arthur had insisted on coming, as did Bill, the twins and Amelia. Kingsley would be glued to Sirius’ side, Harry was as sure of that as he was of the twins keeping Hermione buffered between them. The shock was Minerva standing there with her ‘special friend’ by her side.

“You ready?” Cedric asked Harry as he pulled him close, holding him tightly.

“As I will ever be,” Harry replied. He stretched up to reach Cedric’s ear and whispered quietly, “don’t die this time.”

“I’ll do my best,” Cedric replied with a nervous laugh. “But, on the upside, either way, we will be together.”

“Well let’s try to be together here then, so we can give your parents and Sirius grandbabies to spoil,” Harry said nuzzling against Cedric’s neck.

“Just remember the plan,” Cedric said.

“I know, and it’s more than he deserves, but I can see the poetic justice in it,” Harry said with a small chuckle.

“So, what’s the plan?” Kingsley asked.

Harry pulled away from Cedric reluctantly and pull out the parchment from his pocket. “Read this and hand it around,” he said.

“I’ve been here before,” Minerva said, “that’s the room from my memory with the Order.”

“Do you remember the layout, hidden rooms, entrances, anything at all?” Kingsley asked.

“I remember the layout yes,” Minerva said and pulled her wand. A picture of the house rose up in front of them, and she spun it around to show the road and surrounding houses.

“There,” Sirius said, “that’s Snape’s house.”

“I thought this was Snape’s house,” Minerva said frowning.

“No he lives across the road there,” Sirius said pointing again.

“There had been talk, but I never believed,” Minerva said, her hand on her heart.

“About?” Kingsley asked.

“Someone said that Snape had killed the owners of the house and taken it over. A muggle family, but I just thought they were gossiping. There was always a lot of gossip and rumours about Snape, he wasn’t well liked after all,” Minerva said. “I should have known after everything…”

“It’s okay Professor McGonagall,” Harry said. He hated that she had suffered so much, especially now he knew she had tried to rescue him.

“Show us the inside of the house,” Kingsley said gently.

“Right,” Minerva said and flicked her wand showing the entrance to the house. It was your basic muggle dwelling, nothing hidden or out of place, but that didn’t mean they hadn’t created something.

“Dobby, Winky,” Harry called.

“Yes Master Harry,” Winky said as they both popped in.

“Are you still wearing the wards we created for you?” Harry asked

“Always, Master Harry. We can’t be sneaking if we not be wearing them,” Dobby said.

“And just where have you been sneaking?” Hermione asked.

“Now is not the time, Hermione. Read this,” Harry added giving the parchment to Dobby and Winky.

“What is it you be wanting us to do?” Dobby asked after they had both read the address.

“I want you to pop in quietly and tell me who is in the house and where exactly they are. Can you do that?” Harry asked.

“Yes, we do,” they said and popped out.

“Excellent thinking,” Kingsley said smiling.

“Master Harry,” Dobby said as he popped back in, Winky right beside him. They had only been gone a few minutes.


“What is it?” Harry asked concerned about the look on the little guy’s face.

“There be fighting, Master Harry,” Winky said.

“Who is fighting?” Harry asked, but before they could reply, Ragnock appeared in the foyer.

“You have to leave now,” Ragnock said out of breath, “the Flamels left the bank and went after Dumbledore and the rest of them.”

“But,” Sirius was cut off by Harry.

“Revenge is a powerful motivator, and their old wounds were brought to the surface, so they are fresh and gapping. I think they would have tried very hard to stay out of it and I think that’s why they told us to move quickly. I guess we weren’t quick enough,” Harry said. “We would all do the same thing if it were us.”

Harry really could understand, and it probably made things easier, in the end.

“Let’s go, no need for stealth now,” Cedric said. Sirius had made a portkey to take them to Snape’s house since he knew how to get there, and everyone there grabbed hold before it was activated.

Even Ragnock.

They arrived at the sight and sound of chaos, spellfire had spilt to the streets, and Harry could see a few Order members were already down. It looked like Mundungus and Hestia Jones.

“Let’s move,” Cedric said, grabbing Harry’s hand and moving towards the fighting in front of them.

“Why are you doing this?” They heard Molly shouting, over the sounds of spellfire, but she was completely ignored, except for the spell Perenelle threw at her.

“I think you will find that revenge is the answer,” Harry said as he popped up next to the Flamels. He turned to look at them knowing Cedric had him covered, “need any help?”

“Harry Potter,” came the booming voice of the man he hated most.

“Albus,” Harry said, his voice dripping with disdain.

From beside Dumbledore, he saw Molly open her mouth, but before any sound came out there was a shout, and she was down, flaming arrows protruding from her body. Amelia Bones was standing on the other side of the Flamels, her wand up and a slightly sadistic smile on her face.

“Holy shite,” Fred called as he watched his mother fall.

“Head in the game Freddie,” George said as spell fire was rapidly exchanged.

Harry noticed Dumbledore standing back, watching the fighting in front of him with a calculated look on his face. “He looks like he is going to bolt,” Harry said.

“Good luck with that,” Nicolas said, “I locked down the area, no one can leave. He had his chance before you arrived but now.”

“Cedric,” Harry said squeezing his husband’s hand.

“I’m on it,” Cedric replied and moved behind Harry and the Flamels, before applying a disillusioning charm to himself.

“What’s he doing?” Nicolas asked, firing another spell.

Harry went to answer when blood splattered across the side of his face, and he turned in time to see Moody go down. Hermione was standing behind the man, wand hand shaking, her face pale.

“Thanks,” he whispered, as he realised she had just saved his life, by taking another.

“Head in the game, Potter,” Fred said repeating his twin’s words from earlier, as George tried to steady a slightly shaking Hermione.

“Merlin Harry,” he heard Cedric whisper in his ear.

“I know,” he whispered back, turning slightly, “go, Cedric, I want this done.”

Cedric moved off around the battle, Elder Wand in hand. He had used it to cast his disillusion charm since it was the only one the old man couldn’t see through. He was going to get the old man’s glasses and see just what spells the man had on them.

He skirted the edges of the fighting and move to get behind the old man, taking his time to avoid detection. They had tested the spell using the Elder Wand to see if he would shimmer when he moved, giving himself away, but he was completely invisible as long as he moved slowly.

By the time he had reached Dumbledore, there were only a few battles left. Sirius and Kingsley were taking on Remus and Snape, though it looked like Snape really wanted to curse Remus, Cedric thought.

The twins and Hermione were fighting with Ron and Ginny, and they were clearly toying with the younger siblings. Hermione seemed to be having fun cursing Ron.

Dumbledore had finally moved into the fray and was fighting with the Flamels, who were keeping Harry behind them, for some reason he did not understand. But he would ask about it later.

There were more Order members than they thought and Cedric wondered if anyone besides Dumbledore had the full list of members. Arthur, Amelia and Bill were taking on some unknowns, well they were unknown to him, but the others might know who they are.

He finally managed to get behind the old coot and pointed the Elder Wand at him. “Ligatis potestates,” he said and watched as a light surrounded the old man, who turned and tried to curse him, but nothing happened. Dumbledore stared down at his wand in horror and Cedric heard Harry call.

“Fawkes,” Harry called out, and the phoenix flamed in and perched on his shoulder, “you remember the plan?”

Fawke clipped him with his wing, and trilled at him as if to say, ‘of course, do you think I’m stupid,’ and flamed away only to reappear on Dumbledore’s shoulder and flame out again.

“What did you do?” Nicolas asked as he watched the fighting continue around them, though it was clear that it would be over soon.

“Cedric and I decided that the best end to the old man would be to bind his magic and send him to live out the remainder of his life with his one true love,” Harry said with a smile.

“You don’t mean?” Perenelle asked shocked.

“Yep, right now as we speak, Dumbledore is getting acquainted with is old friend Grindelwald. Which means Nurmengard has one more prisoner.”

“Did you put them in the same cell?” Nicolas asked.

“No, they can see each other, but they can never touch,” Harry said as Cedric popped up next to him. “Great job love,” Harry said kissing his husband as the fighting died down.

“Thanks,” Cedric said with a large grin, “not too bad yourself.”

“Can you bring down the wards?” Amelia asked as she made her way over to them.

Nicolas raised his wand and dropped the wards, “done,” he said.

Amelia pressed her badge calling the Aurors to her and then went around with the rest of the group making sure the prisoners were well contained.

“How many dead?” Harry asked Sirius when he grabbed Harry and pulled him into a hug.

“The only survivors are Ron, Ginny, Snape and Remus,” Sirius said with a sad smile.

“You didn’t kill him?” Harry asked. “Why?” he added when Sirius shook his head.

“I figured we would place him in a cell in Azkaban right next to Snape, it will be torture for the greasy git every month,” Sirius said.

“A nice thought, but they kill werewolves, they don’t imprison them,” Cedric said

“Ragnock has kindly offered to house both of them in the dungeons of Gringotts,” Amelia said as she returned carrying wands and what looked like portkeys.

“And you agreed to that?” Harry asked.

“Agreed to what?” she asked as she looked around. “I don’t see Remus or Snape here, they must have escaped in all the ruckus,” she added with a smirk.

Harry looked around himself and realised she was right, they were gone, and he couldn’t help the laugh that left him.

“What are you two going to do now?” Harry asked the Flamel’s.

“Retire to France,” Nicolas said with a sad smile. “It is time we put our affairs in order and joined our son.”

“I’m so sorry,” Harry said, “for everything you have been through. If you need anything, let me know.”

“You have done more than enough for us Lord Potter, and we thank you for it,” Perenelle said moving forward and hugging Harry. “I am sorry we could not stop ourselves from interfering, we really did mean to let you…” she stopped and took a deep breath, “sorry.”

“I understand better than anyone,” Harry said, “and it all turned out for the best. He will suffer a lot more where he is now than he would any other way. And then we have the book coming out, so that will just add insult to injury. We will make sure both he and Gellert get a copy to read,” Harry added with a laugh.

The Flamels disapparated just as the Aurors apperated in and Amelia gave them their orders. She stayed behind to deal with the mess, Arthur and Bill by her side as the rest of the group headed back to Potter Manor.

Before he left Harry handed Amelia the parchment, “there is probably a lot of evidence in there,” he said causing her to smile at him.

“Doing my job, Lord Potter?”

“Never,” he laughed and disapparated.

They settled in the family room, and Dobby and Winky popped in with tea for everyone, as they settled down. Everybody looked exhausted.

“Is anyone injured?” Cedric asked as Harry seemed to melt into his husband’s side.

“Just a few scrapes and bruises, nothing serious,” Kingsley said as he pulled Sirius to his side.

“Same here,” the twins and Hermione answered.

“Where is Minerva?” Harry asked as he looked around.

“She went home with her ‘special friend’,” Kingsley said. “She said she would see you all later. She has some mental healing to do, and Croaker was going to organises sometime in the time dilation chamber for her. Of course, he will be joining her,” Kingsley added with a smile.

“I hope she is okay,” Harry said. “Especially since I know how much she tried to do for me.”

“As I have said before she is a tough old broad, and she is surrounded by love and support. She will be fine, in time.”

“I still want to hear you say that to her face,” Harry said with a smirk at Kingsley.

“Not on your life,” Kingsley replied.

“Smart man,” Sirius said leaning into him with a smile.

“Picked you, didn’t I?” Kingsley said as he smiled back at his lover.

“We should get married,” Sirius blurted out as he stared into Kingsley’s eyes, lost in the moment and forgetting his audience.

“Are you asking?” Kingsley asked.

“Yes, I’m asking.”

“Then I’m saying yes,” Kingsley said pulling Sirius in and kissing me deeply. Cheering erupted around them, and Harry watched as a blush ran up his godfather’s neck.

“Crap,” Sirius said, not taking his eyes of his lover.

“I’m so happy for you,” Harry said as he moved over to hug his godfather.

“Let’s have a toast,” George said, as drinks popped into place. “To the happy couple.”

“To the happy couple,” they all called out. “Cheers.”

After a little impromptu celebrating, Harry stood up and stretched. “I don’t know about you lot, but I’m exhausted,” he said.

“Bedtime,” Cedric said as he stood with his husband.

“You can stay over if you like,” Harry said to the twins, waggling his eyebrows.

“All the rooms have built-in silencing charms,” Cedric added as he pulled his laughing husband from the room.

Cedric closed the door behind them when they made it to their bedroom and sighed in relief, “it’s over,” he said as he pulled Harry to him, “it’s finally over.”

“That it is my boys,” Hecate said as she appeared in the room, Godric beside her, smiling widely at them.

“Goddess,” they said in unison, falling to one knee and bowing their heads.

“Stand my sons,” she said as she moved towards them. “I am so very proud of both of you.”

“Harry,” Godric called and held his arms open for his grandson. Harry fell into them and wrapped his arms around the man holding him tightly.

“We did it,” Harry said in a whisper.

“You certainly did young man and I am so very proud of you,” Godric said holding out one of his arms to Cedric, who moved into the now group hug.

“Magic is already starting to revitalise,” Hecate said. “And soon, new life will flourish in our world. Magical creatures are getting stronger, witches and wizards will be born more powerful, and I shall live on. Thank you, my children.”

“You can finally rest, Harry,” Godric said, “and finish up your plans for the wizarding world. The corrupt are already growing weaker as your light shines through the world. Now it is time for you to live for you, and eventually, have Heirs to carry on our lines.”

“We can do that,” Cedric said smiling.

“One more thing,” Hecate said. “The Hallows, you reunited them, and they are now marked on your souls. Together they will forever be a part of you, marking you as immortal.”

“But…” Harry started, but Hecate held up her hand.

“I will not keep you from my embrace when you two are ready to find peace, but you must know when you decide it is time for you to pass over, eventually you will be reborn. The Hallows will follow you in every new life from now on, as you move through time, as you fight for and replenish magic.”

“We understand,” Cedric said when he realised Harry was speechless.

“We will leave you now to celebrate, but know, I will be watching over you,” Hecate said as she moved forward and kissed both of them on the forehead. “Come Godric, let us leave them to their celebrations.”“Be good my boys,” Godric said as he hugged them one last time and vanished with Hecate.


“I know, but we have plenty of time to find the answers we seek. Besides, it’s not like we can’t die, we just get to choose when.”


“Let’s just go to bed and leave everything else for another time. It’s over Harry, and we can finally start to live.”

“You’re right, of course,” Harry said and moved over to the bed, stripping down and crawling under the covers. Cedric soon joined him.

“I love you so much, Harry Potter, and I am glad that fate decided to link us.”

“Me too, Ced, me too,” Harry replied and pulled his husband into a kiss.

Cedric ran his hands through Harry’s hair tugging slightly as he deepened their kiss. He loved his husband’s mouth especially when it was wrapped around his cock, but he had other plans for tonight.

“Get on your knees lover.” Harry compiled after giving his husband a sly smirk, causing Cedric to slap his arse, he then ran his hands over his cheek, soothing any sting he had left.

Harry felt the spells causing him to shudder, as Cedric’s magic touched his. It had been happening more and more lately, where their magic would caress the other. It was intense and a total turn on.

“You have such an obsession with my arse.” Harry chuckled as Cedric ran his hands over the soft skin, before pulling open the cheeks and blowing on his hole. Harry wriggled back a little, “eat me already,” he demanded as Cedric just continued to blow.

“Impatient,” Cedric laughed and blew a long breath over his puckered hole before leaning in and licking slowly. He kept a lazy rhythm causing Harry to try and push back, but Cedric kept him in place. He was not going to let Harry spoil his fun.

He licked and sucked, gently, languishingly before slowly entering his tongue. Everything was done exceedingly slowly, causing Harry to moan in both delight and annoyance. He loved it when Cedric took his time, worshipped his body but it also drove him completely insane.

Cedric loved to turn his husband into a puddle of goo, working him up to the point of climax before slowly bring him back down, and that is precisely what he planned to do tonight.

Another spell and Cedric pulled his face back from his lover’s lovely arse and entered a finger into the now loosened hole. He moved down and carefully took a ball into his mouth, caressing it with his tongue and suckling softly. Harry pushed back, causing Cedric to stop and pull back.

“Be still,” he said in a soft, demanding tone, causing a shiver to run down Harry’s spine.

He replaced his finger then added another, scissoring gently, his own cock aching with need. But as Harry often delighted in saying, he was a Hufflepuff, and he had the patience of a saint.

He worked Harry into a blubbering mess, for ten minutes, pulling back every time Harry was close to coming, causing his husband to curse at him.

“Alright lover,” Cedric murmured as he pulled his fingers out and lubed up his cock. He slid in slowly, enjoying the sight of his cock being swallowed by his lover’s perfect arse. He made love to Harry, softly, slowly, lovingly.

“You drive me crazy, Ced,” Harry moaned as his lover slid in and out at an excruciatingly slow pace.

“I’m going to make you come so hard you pass out,” Cedric promised as he continued on with his slow pace.

“So you’ve said, oh Merlin, before,” Harry gasped out, as Cedric grazed his prostate.

“There you are,” Cedric said smugly as he continued to aim and hit the spot. He thrust in quickly twice before slowing back down again, and repeated the action over and over, giving his husband a quick burst of hope before slowing back down causing Harry to whine and beg.

He loved it when his husband begged.

“You, Merlin Ced, yes, right there. Bastard, you know, holy fuck, I will have my revenge. Merlin have mercy,” Harry called out.

“And though I will, damn I love your tight arse, complain about it, fuck Harry,” he broke off when Harry squeezed him rather tightly, “I will thoroughly enjoy the torture,” he finished with a slight panting tone.

“HOLY FUCK!” Harry screamed as he came, hard. The orgasm had come entirely out of the blue, and Harry’s eyes had rolled into the back of his head, and as Cedric had said, he had blacked out for a moment.

Cedric pulled out, hard as a rock and aching, but still smiling as he rolled his husband over and ran his hands through his hair.

“Are you okay, honey?” Cedric asked as Harry blinked and tried to right himself. His body felt like it had turned to jelly and he was utterly blissed out.

“I’m perfect,” Harry moaned, stretching out his body, “and you, my husband, are a God!”

Cedric smiled, holding Harry close to him, “I try,” he replied.

“You succeed,” Harry said. “I think my bones melted, and I don’t think that is actually possible.”

Cedric laughed and kissed the top of his husband’s head, rubbing a hand up and down his arm. Harry snuggled into Cedric and kissed his chest, smiling, until he looked down.

“Cedric?” Harry questioned as he saw his husband’s hard cock.

“What?” Cedric asked alarmed by the tone of Harry’s voice.

“That looks painful,” Harry said toning down his voice.

“It’s fine, sweetheart, relax,” Cedric replied smiling as he realised his husband’s problem.

Harry smiled and wrapped his hand around Cedric’s cock, running his thumb over the tip, “I may be too boneless to do much, but I can wank you off like a boss,” Harry said with a pout.

“You, oh Merlin, don’t have too,” Cedric moaned as Harry moved his hand up and down his throbbing cock, quickly. This would be hard and fast since Harry had little to no energy and Cedric was on the brink of orgasm anyway, so it didn’t take long for him to spill his seed all over Harry’s hand and his own stomach.

Harry waved his hand carelessly, cleaning up the mess and pulling Cedric close, “sleep now,” he muttered, and just like usual after sex, Harry was out like a light.

Cedric smiled at his sleeping husband, tracing his features with his eyes. He couldn’t imagine how he had gotten so lucky to have Harry as his husband, his soul mate, his whole life, but he would forever thank the powers that be that gave him this gift.

“Night love,” he said, and followed his husband into sleep.

Skeeter’s book was released the next day causing chaos among the magicals of Britain. The ICW finally made an appearance in helping clean up the Ministry and Sirius Black was made the new Minister of Magic by a landslide.

It would take a few years, but they would make sure laws would finally get changed, where Magical Creatures would have equal rights, and blood purity would be a thing of the past that wasn’t discussed in polite society.

A few months after things had settled down, Harry and Cedric finally decided to pay a visit to Albus Dumbledore. They already had two copies of the book sent to him and Grindelwald just so Gellert knew how badly his old friend had failed.

“You know you can’t keep me here forever,” Dumbledore said before Harry could even open his mouth.

“I think we can just ask your buddy there,” Cedric said with a smirk at the old man.

“The people will demand I be free. I am the Leader of the Light after all,” Dumbledore said smugly.

“Didn’t you read the book?” Harry asked, dumbfounded.

“The public will not believe your lies, Harry,” he answered condescendingly.

“I’m sure they will,” Cedric said throwing a copy of the Prophet at him. It was a headline from a few days ago. The paper was still running excerpts from the book and stories about the old man even after this long.

The headlines read:


“Noooo,” Dumbledore whined as he fell to his knees. “What have you done?”

“We told the truth, the whole truth and nothing but the truth. The Flamels were more than happy to tell their story, and Snape has been a fount of information since his arrest. New pieces of information come out almost daily,” Harry said. “You lost old man, and you will go down in history as one of the evilest men ever to walk the earth.”

“You deserve nothing more Albie,” Gellert said from the next cell.

“This is all your fault,” Dumbledore said.

Harry and Cedric left, since Dumbledore was busying arguing with Gellert and neither wanted to listen to it. They would go back and see the old man from time to time, until his death a few years later, Grindelwald died three days after Dumbledore.

Harry could never bring himself to visit Snape or Remus, so he let Sirius deal with them and only asked to be told anything concerning him and when they died.

Hermione often gave him updates on Ginny and Ron, since they had had their magic bound and been banished to the muggle world. She would often regale them with tales of how the two were coping without magic. Harry often wondered how long they would last.



Harry sat in the headmaster’s chair, Cedric next to him as they waited for the first years to be led into the Great Hall.

“So what’s the bet this year?” Neville asked from Harry’s other side, smiling at the disgruntled look on Harry’s face.

“Cedric is convinced he will get the trifecta for Hufflepuff,” Harry said, “but Sirius worships his namesake, so I am convinced we will finally get a Gryffindor in the family. Godric is counting on it himself since Helga hasn’t let him live it down.

“He’s more Puff than Gryff,” Cedric said with a smile, as he looked over to the Hufflepuff table where James Amos and Lily Primrose were seated.

“What about you Nev?” Harry asked after giving his husband an unimpressed look.

“Well since the twins went to Gryffindor,” Neville started looking at Lorcan and Lysander, “and Alice is in Hufflepuff, Luna is hoping Frank will end up in Ravenclaw, but I’m pretty sure he is going to go wherever Sirius does. You know those two are as thick as thieves.”

That was true, between all their children, it was the youngsters of the bunch that were more like the Marauders. The older ones were more serious and focused, which everyone blamed on Hermione. The last ones were spared her tutoring as she moved up in the Ministry and had less time to devote to them.

The twins and Sirius took up the challenge, and a new breed of Marauders was born. He had been Minister of Magic for over a decade and had shaken up the Ministry in ways the Old Bloods were still complaining about. He had also claimed Lily to be the successor of the Black title, something that had never happened in the Black line before. Draco Malfoy was still annoyed about it, which just made it better in Harry’s opinion.

Hermione and the twins had yet to have children of their own, but she loved each of her nieces and nephews. Sirius and Kingsley just focused on being the best grandparents they could be, which is why Harry had been talked into having more than two children.

“Here they come,” Harry said as Luna Longbottom led the first years into the Great Hall.

Whispers broke out between the little ones as they looked up at the staff table, “why is the Minister here?” was heard causing Harry to chuckle.

“That’s my dad,” Sirius said as he moved to the front of the line, Frank by his side.

“Your parents are Harry and Cedric Potter,” one little first year asked, to which Sirius puffed out his chest.

“Yes, they are,” he answered. “And Frank’s parents are Luna and Neville Longbottom,” he added, because to him they were just as important as his parents.

“Who are they?” Another kid asked.

“They helped my parents defeat the greatest Dark Lord of all time, Albus Dumbledore,” Sirius said proudly.

“Wow,” was echoed around the group of first years, causing Luna to smile and Neville to facepalm.

“Do your kids have to do that every time?” Neville asked.

“Of course, he is proud of his godfather,” Cedric answered while Harry tried valiantly to hide his amusement.

“It’s alright for Luna, she doesn’t work here, but now I will have another year of first years too awestruck to learn for the first few weeks,” Neville complained. He usually led the kids in to be sorted since he was the Deputy Headmaster, but Luna always demanded to take over when one of her kids or nieces or nephews were being sorted.

“She is going to be doing some guest lectures again this year for Magical Creatures,” Harry said.

“She didn’t tell me, but that’s not surprising, she loves to just pop up wherever she feels like it. I guess I’m just lucky she chooses to come home every night,” Neville said shaking his head fondly at his wife’s antics. She would never change, and he loved her even more for it.

“Pay attention our kids are coming up,” Cedric said.

“Franklin Longbottom,” Luna called and added, “come on sweetheart,” shaking the hat at her son.

“Every damn time,” Neville laughed.

“GRYFFINDOR,” the hat shouted. Franklin gave Sirius the thumbs up and ran to the table, before remembering the hat. He laughed, ran back to his mum gave her the hat and went back to the table, to loud cheers and clapping.

“Just like you Nev,” Harry said elbowing his friend.

“I’m never going to live that down,” Neville said. “And I just know Frank did that on purpose.”

“Sirius Potter,” the hat called.

Sirius strutted up to the stool and jumped up onto it smiling, “hi Aunty Luna,” he said.

“Hello sweetpea,” Luna replied before putting the hat on his head.

The hat barely touched his head before shouting, “GRYFFINDOR.” Sirius jumped off the chair, replaced the hat and walked calmly to his house table, but his parents could see his excitement as he sat next to Frank.

Harry lost complete control for a moment and jumped to his feet, clapping and cheering loudly. “Finally,” he said when he got himself under control, causing Cedric to laugh at him.

Sirius blushed but gave his dad the thumbs up, causing his parents to smile.

“I love you, Harry Potter,” Cedric whispered as he leaned into Harry’s side.

“I love you too, Cedric Potter. Now and always.”

The End.


Liberate mente, ad removendum ligat, ut revelet Deus absconsa tua mecum: Free the mind, remove the binds, reveal your secrets to me.

Ligatis potestates: Bind Powers.

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I love reading fanfiction and enjoy writing when the mood strikes. HP, TW, Marvel are all up there on my list and I love a good crossover. My health keeps me from writing as much as I use to, but I try to write as often as possible.


  1. Fabulous, I couldn’t put it down! Thank you so much for sharing it. 🙂

  2. Awesome! Spectacular! Captivating! Just wow, what a trip! Thank you for this great reading experience, I thoroughly enjoyed every single moment thereof.

  3. QueenieKildare

    That was very satisfying. Wonderful job! I love how playful Cedric & Harry are with each other. They’re so freaking cute! Thank so much for sharing!!! <3

  4. Lovely read!

  5. That was delightful, thank you for sharing it with us 🙂

  6. Awesome story

  7. Excellent story. Thanks for sharing.

  8. Very enjoyable. Harry/Cedric is a lovely relationship choice. Thank you!

  9. Very good read. Really enjoyed it.

  10. It’s always good to see Dumbledore and the bad Weasleys get what’s coming to them, thanks! The house elf involvement was a good touch too.

  11. Lovely story. The chemistry between Harry and Cedric was great. I love that it really wasn’t about Voldemort at all. And prankster Hermione was fun. Thank you for sharing this.

  12. This was so good, very satisfying! I loved what you did with the Flamels. And the plot twist about Snape & Molly was brilliant!

  13. Brava! Brava! Very nice. Veryveryvery nice! It is bad of me that I love the Fanfiction in HP fandom more than Fleming’s work? Thank you for this. Thank you.

  14. 30 seconds in and you made me snort my coffee. Babymorts? LMAO. I loved the teasing, devoted relationship the boys had and Sirius with Kingsley was great.

  15. Awesome story, loved it!

  16. Great story. Thanks.

  17. Fantastic! I’ve never read this pairing before but I loved it! Thanks for sharing!

  18. Wonderful story & such a fitting resolution for Dumbledore. Truly enjoyed the path you took in this gem 🙂

  19. Oh, that was such fun! Thanks for writing and posting! I really enjoyed it!

  20. Such a fun romp of a read. Quick paced and interesting. Thanks for sharing it!

  21. Wow! Amazing story. Prankster Hermione was awesome! I love the interactions between everyone and the end results were extremely appropriate! Thank you for such a great fic!

  22. Nathalie Bending

    Brilliant! And a perfect ending! Thank you!

  23. Great story. Thanks for sharing.

  24. Great story, unusual pairing, enjoyable read, thank you

  25. That was excellent. Love the pairing

  26. What a fun story! Thanks!

  27. What a sweet, fun story! Thank you!

  28. Good story

  29. Greywolf the Wanderer

    very very cool!!! thanks for a great ride! 😀

  30. I think this was even better the second time around. Thank you for a fantastic read!

  31. Amazing!!!!

  32. Good story

  33. This is not a pairing seen very often and was well done. Enjoyed Hermione’s unusual characterisation. Thanks for writing.

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