Mastermind
by Teddylonglong

All recognizable characters belong to J. K. Rowling, and I am not earning anything by writing this story.
I am not a native speaker of English. Please excuse my mistakes.

COMPLETELY AU! Partly OOC.

It is my story, and I intend to write it the way I want it. If you don't like it, don't read it.
Reviews are very welcome, as they inspire my muse. Thanks a lot to the kind readers who commented on the previous chapter!

As soon as they were able to see again, Harry blurted out, "Professor Lupin! Oh thank Merlin it's not the headmaster. Please come with us. We can't afford lingering in the halls much longer."

To everyone's surprise, the black dog dashed over to the professor and eagerly tried to lick his hand.

"Harry, do you know who this dog is?" Lupin suddenly asked in a stern voice, letting out a huge gasp.

"Yes, it's Sirius Black, and he's innocent. We're just on our way to the founders' quarters to hide him until his trial," Harry quickly informed the professor in a small voice, motioning the man to come with them.

A moment later, the arrows on the wall ended in front of a portrait of the four founders.

Harry stepped in front of the painting. "Good evening, Professors," he said, politely. "My friends and I would like to visit your quarters on Hogwarts' invitation."

"Hello Harry," one of the witches in the portrait replied, smiling. "Feel free to come and go as you please. Our quarters are yours now."

"Thank you very much," Harry replied. "Is it all right to take my friends with me? One of my friends is in need of a place to live for a few days, where the headmaster can't find him."

One of the men chuckled. "That's all right. The headmaster won't be able to access our rooms."

To everyone's surprise, the ladies leaned into the men's arms, opening a small passage between the two couples. Chuckling, the friends entered the founders' quarters with the black dog and the professor in tow.

"Professor Lupin," Harry turned to the teacher, "will you please help Sirius to settle in here? As it's already after curfew, we should really get back to our house. We'll come back tomorrow to get a look at these beautiful quarters."

"Croaker questioned Sirius and Pettigrew under Veritaserum and promised that Sirius was going to receive a trial during the next couple of days," Ron quickly filled the man in upon noticing his disbelieving look.

"Is that really true?" Lupin enquired, giving the girls a questioning look.

"Yes sir," Daphne and Tracey replied, simultaneously.

"Well then good night to you all, and you, old friend," Lupin replied turning to Sirius, "change back, so that we can get you settled in here."

HP

To Harry's relief, Croaker attended Sirius' and Peter Pettigrew's trial, and - as could be expected – Sirius was declared a free man. He happily accepted Amelia Bones' offer to give him back his former position as an Auror and from that point onwards, closely worked together with the Unspeakables.

Even if the Queen remained Harry's guardian in the muggle and the magical world, Harry was extremely happy to have a godfather in addition, and Sirius visited him at Hogwarts at every opportunity. No Quidditch match was played at the school without Sirius sitting in the teachers' stands together with Remus observing the matches and cheering either for Gryffindor or for his godson, whenever Harry played, even if it was for Slytherin.

HP

At the end of Ron's and Harry's third Hogwarts year, Croaker informed Sphinx and Mastermind that the headmaster was planning to hold the Triwizard Tournament at Hogwarts during the following school year.

"Croaker, do you believe that it's wise?" Sphinx spoke up in apparent disbelief. "You still don't know what happened to the Dark Lord, do you?"

"No," Croaker admitted. "We don't have a clue. Therefore, I think that it would be irresponsible to hold such an event, especially at Hogwarts of all places, where it would give Voldemort a brilliant opportunity for an attack."

When Ron met with Harry a few days later, he told him that Croaker – together with Amelia Bones and Sirius Black – had efficiently managed to talk Dumbledore out of holding the Triwizard Tournament as long as Voldemort was not completely gone.

"Fortunately," he added, "because they were going to cancel the Quidditch tournament in favour of the event, and I was going to try out for Keeper."

"Thank Merlin they cancelled it," Harry agreed. "I wouldn't want to miss Quidditch for a whole year. You're going to make a brilliant Keeper by the way. I can't wait to be able to play on the team together."

Feeling very happy about his friend's encouragement, Ron decided to really try out for the team. 'Fred and George aren't that much better, and they've been on the Gryffindor team for years,' he thought, somehow feeling relieved that Percy had finished his NEWTs and would not be at the school anymore. 'I can't do anything right for him anyway,' he mused.

HP

Ron indeed made it onto the team, and for the fourth time in a row, Slytherin managed to win the Quidditch cup along with the House cup.

"Congratulations," Neville said to Ron and Harry, when they had breakfast together at the Slytherin table in the morning before everyone was going to head home for the summer.

"Thanks," Ron replied, grinning.

"This was a really quiet school year," Daphne spoke up. "Thank Merlin."

"Next year will be much harder," Hermione added. "We're going to have to take our OWLs at the end of the school year."

"Ah don't worry, we'll manage easily," Daphne replied, smirking. "Maybe we can meet during the summer holidays and study together?"

"We could stay in the Founders' quarters for a few days or even weeks," Harry suggested, and the six friends quickly agreed to travel to Hogwarts together after meeting at Buckingham Palace for Harry's birthday like every year.

HP

Unbeknownst to the headmaster, Ron and Harry, Daphne, Tracey, Hermione and Neville spent the last four weeks of the summer holidays at Hogwarts. Ron and Daphne had managed to borrow Unspeakable robes for their friends, so that neither the headmaster nor any of the other staff would notice the soon-to-be fifth years walking through the deserted corridors of the castle every now and then.

Like during the school year, Mastermind and Sphinx attended meetings with the Unspeakables at least twice a week, and one day at the end of the holidays, they learned that Dumbledore had been arrested by Aurors for hiding Gellert Grindelwald, who was supposed to have been in prison for several decades already, at Dumbledore Manor.

"What's going to happen now?" Ron asked in surprise.

"Dumbledore's going to have a trial, and, depending on the outcome, he's either going to be free or to be sent to Azkaban for a longer time," Croaker informed them, smirking. "Maybe Harry should speak with Amelia and tell her what Dumbledore did against him," he suggested.

"I'll ask him," Ron promised and, immediately upon his return to Hogwarts, spoke with his best friend about the matter.

However, Harry decided that he did not want to throw any more dirt onto Dumbledore and refused to speak with the head of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement about the matter.

"I wonder who's going to be the new headmaster," Hermione spoke up, giving Ron a questioning look.

"I've no idea," Ron replied, shrugging, glancing at Daphne.

"Maybe Professor McGonagall will become the headmistress," the girl replied, pensively.

"That would be amazing," Hermione added, smiling.

HP

The six friends were happy to learn that indeed Dumbledore was sent to Azkaban for a ten-year stay and that Professor McGonagall accepted the position as the new headmistress. They were taken aback, however, upon hearing from Croaker that Dolores Umbridge was going to come to Hogwarts to teach the new subject of Magical Education.

"Umbridge is an absolute bitch," Croaker admitted, when he informed his two Mini Unspeakables about the matter.

HP

Together with his classmates, Ron observed in horror how a witch in a pink cardigan introduced herself as the new professor, explaining that she had been sent by the Minister of Magic to make sure that the Hogwarts students would receive proper education.

Their first Magical Education class did not help to improve the students' opinion about their new professor though.

'Disgusting bitch,' Ron thought, noticing in surprise that Harry had turned very pale during their class.

"She has a strange aura," Harry told him, when they arrived in their own room in Slytherin after their last afternoon class. "It resembles the one that Quirrell had in our first year."

"Do you think that she's possessed by Voldemort?" Ron asked in shock.

"Maybe," Harry replied, shrugging. "I don't know. There's just something around her that reminds me of Quirrell."

HP

Ron telepathically informed Croaker, who in turn promised to speak with Professor Snape about the matter. 'If anyone will be able to assess if a person is possessed by Voldemort, it should be him,' the Head Unspeakable replied, comfortingly.

"Do you think Hogwarts would know?" Harry suddenly asked, when they headed to the Great Hall for lunch on the following day.

"Oh right," Ron replied, pensively. "You should ask her. Remember how she was able to help us with Sirius," he recalled. "I have to attend an Unspeakable meeting tonight, so I won't be able to accompany you though."

"That's all right," Harry replied, smiling. "I'll just ask Hermione and Neville to come with me to the Founders' quarters while you and Daphne are gone."

"All right," Ron agreed. "Too bad that Tracey is in the hospital wing. Daphne and I will join you as soon as we're back though."

HP

Knowing that Ron had telepathically informed Hermione and Neville to meet him in the Founders' quarters, Harry headed to the second floor right after dinner. However, just when he reached the corridor in front of the hospital wing, Professor Umbridge stepped into his way.

So far, Harry had never seen the professor in the pink cardigan use a wand, and even during her classes, the teacher insisted that they did not have to actively cast magic at all. This time, however, the professor pulled her wand, and before he realised what happened let alone thought of readying his own wand to cast a protective spell, the killing curse hit him square into the chest.

HP

When Hermione and Neville approached the hospital wing on their way to the Founders' quarters, they found Harry and Professor Umbridge sprawled out on the floor, seemingly dead.

"Are they dead?" Hermione asked, horrified, before she hurried towards Harry and knelt on the floor next to him. "No, he's breathing," she then uttered in relief.

"Umbitch too," Neville confirmed. "Let's call Madam Pomfrey."

"I wonder what happened," Hermione breathed, as the two fifth-years hurried into the hospital wing to call the healer.

The healer leaned over her two new patients confirming that they were breathing and quickly levitated them inside.

"They're both in a coma," she informed the students. "Do you have any idea what might have happened?"

Hermione and Neville exchanged a glance, before Hermione explained, "We don't know what occurred, but Harry assumed that Professor Umbridge was possessed by Voldemort. We were just about to meet in the Founders' quarters to ask Hogwarts about the matter."

Pomfrey's eyes widened in shock, however, she quickly got a grip on herself and waved her wand over the professor. "She's not possessed, however, her magical signature has changed. If it's true that she was possessed before, there's a possibility that Voldemort took over her body after the incident," she replied, pensively.

"Neville, let's go to the Founders' quarters and ask Hogwarts what happened," Hermione suggested, eagerly.

"If you can do that, it would surely help," Pomfrey said in apparent appreciation, before she began to tend to Harry.

Glad that the Founders' quarters were right around the corner, Hermione dashed over to the portrait, closely followed by Neville.

"Please let us in quickly. We need to speak with Hogwarts," she breathed, glad when the founders opened the entrance for them instantly.

Arriving at the Parlour, Hermione addressed Hogwarts, hoping that the castle would hear them even without having Harry with them. "Hogwarts, can you hear me?"

"Of course I can hear you, dear," the castle replied in her usual, soft voice, before she continued, in a much graver voice, "Umbridge killed Harry, but as he's the Master of Death, he only ended up in a coma."

"The Master of Death?" Hermione asked in bewilderment, causing the castle to explain to the children about the Deathly Hallows.

"Thank Merlin. Otherwise, he'd be dead, right?" Hermione breathed.

"Yes," Hogwarts confirmed. "I took some revenge on Umbridge…"

"Is she possessed by Voldemort?" Hermione eagerly interrupted the castle.

"She was, yes," Hogwarts confirmed, "and when I killed Umbridge in revenge for killing my heir, Voldemort took over her body."

Hermione and Neville profusely thanked the castle for taking revenge on Umbridge and for the information, promising to return in a little while, before they hurried back to the hospital wing to tell Madam Pomfrey the news.

"Err, Madam Pomfrey, can't you just give Umbridge AKA Voldemort a potion that would kill her?" Neville suggested, causing Pomfrey to give him a sad look before shaking her head.

"That would be the right thing to do, but due to my healer's oath, I'm not able to kill a patient," she replied in a soft voice.

"Also, I think it's Harry who has to get rid of Voldemort according to the prophecy," Hermione spoke up.

"Oh right, there was something," Neville agreed, recalling that Ron and Harry had said something about a prophecy.

HP

When Ron and Daphne joined the others in the Founders' quarters and heard what had happened, Ron immediately informed Croaker, who instructed him to return to the ministry right away.

"I better go and see what he wants," he told the others. "Maybe he has an idea."

"Hopefully," Daphne replied, sighing.

"We'll wait for you," Hermione added, giving him a comforting nod.

When he arrived back at the Unspeakables Office, Croaker was already waiting for him.

"You won't be able to kill Voldemort," he said, gravely, "but you can at least cast a spell on him that'll prevent him from waking up from his coma."

"Oh please teach me that spell," Ron replied, eagerly. "Will it last forever? I mean, we don't know when Harry is going to wake up."

"If you cast it properly, it'll work until you take off the spell," Croaker assured him, smirking.

The two Unspeakables headed to one of the training rooms, where the Head Unspeakable made the boy practise the spell on a dummy. It took many attempts, and Ron was already feeling quite frustrated, when he finally managed to put the dummy into the infinite coma.

"All right, try that again," Croaker instructed him and only released him when he managed to properly cast the spell five times in a row.

"Should I cast the spell on Voldemort in the morning?" Ron asked, yawning. "I'm very tired now."

Croaker shook his head. "No, ask Pomfrey to give you a Pepperup potion and cast it right away to be sure," he replied in a firm voice, before he dismissed the Mini Unspeakable. "Just give me a short message when it's done."

"I will," Ron promised and returned to Hogwarts.

Twenty minutes later, he contacted Croaker with the information that he had cast the spell on Voldemort, and that Pomfrey had confirmed that the kind of coma the former professor was in had changed.

HP

To Ron's and his friends' disappointment, Harry did not wake up during the following days or even weeks. The next Hogsmeade visit approached, and the five friends pondered if they should go to Hogsmeade or rather spend the day at Harry's bedside, as Pomfrey had instructed them to spend as much time with Harry talking to him as possible.

However, when they were still pondering the matter, the healer told them, "Go to Hogsmeade and enjoy your day. Professor McGonagall and I will spend some time with him today. You need to make some experiences of which you can tell him, don't you?" she added, smirking.

'Thank Merlin,' Ron thought. In fact, he had been looking forward to the next Hogsmeade day for a reason. He wanted to ask Daphne to become his girlfriend, but when they were at Hogwarts, there were always others nearby, and it was not much different in the Unspeakables Office, so that a Hogsmeade visit seemed the best opportunity. Ever since the beginning of their third Hogwarts year, he and Daphne had been spending the days in Hogsmeade as dates, only meeting their friends for lunch at The Three Broomsticks.

On Friday afternoon, Ron told his friends that he had to leave for the Unspeakables Office for an hour. He returned to his dormitory, pulled on his Unspeakable robes and headed straight to Diagon Alley. During the summer holidays, he had already looked for and found a small jewellers shop, where he decided to buy friendship rings, hoping that Daphne would agree to become his girlfriend.

In the morning, however, he became extremely disappointed upon hearing that Daphne had invited Tracey to join her and Ron in Hogsmeade. 'Oh right, usually she goes with Harry, so she doesn't have anyone to go with today,' he realised in dissatisfaction.

To his surprise, even Hermione and Neville, who usually went to Hogsmeade together, joined them, so that they spent the whole morning moving around the village in their group of five. 'Well, that's fun, too, but I want to ask her something,' he thought, somehow not able to really enjoy their visit to Hogsmeade. His mood lit, however, when Tracey announced after lunch that she was going to return to Hogwarts to keep Harry company, and the two remaining couples split to enjoy the afternoon in their usual pairing.

Ron and Daphne headed to a playground, which was a little off the main street but not far from a small ice cream shop, where they often spent some quiet afternoon time.

"Daphne," Ron addressed the girl, not having the patience to wait until they had finished their ice cream, "would you perhaps like to become my girlfriend?"

Daphne, who had appeared to be engrossed in her own musings, slowly turned her head to view him, and Ron almost feared that she would deny his wish, when she replied. "Ron, I'd love to be your girlfriend."

HP

Weeks turned into months, and soon enough, the Christmas holidays were about to begin. Since Harry was still in a coma, the five friends decided to remain at Hogwarts over the holidays in order to be able to keep him company.

It was on the last Hogsmeade visit of the year that Tracey was sitting on the edge of Harry's bed, gently caressing his left hand.

"Harry, I miss you so much," she whispered. "Daphne and Ron and also Hermione and Neville have become girlfriend and boyfriend, and I'm just alone because you, my better half, can't be with me. I want you to wake up soon. Please Harry, that's my wish for Christmas. I love you so much."

She took a moment to wipe the tears off her face, before she reached for his hand again – only to realise that it twitched. "Harry?" she asked, turning her eyes to view his face with a combination of desperation and hope.

"Love you, too," Harry suddenly mumbled, causing her to jump from her seat.

"Madam Pomfrey," she shouted in excitement. "Harry's waking up."

"I can't leave you alone for Christmas now, can I?" Harry asked with a small smile playing on his lips.

"Thank Merlin you're awake," she breathed, grudgingly stepping aside to make space for the healer.

HP

An hour later, Tracey and Harry made their way into the Founders' quarters.

"Tracey, I'm sorry, but I can't ask you right now to become my girlfriend," Harry said in a soft voice, before he asked a house-elf for some refreshments. Realising that the girl stared at him in apparent shock, he explained, "Sorry dear, I will, but not right now. Before you can ask you such a thing, I need to get rid of Voldemort. The problem is that I don't know how. I need Ron to ask Croaker if he has an idea."

Tracey glanced at her wrist watch. "They're only going to return from Hogsmeade in five or six hours," she replied, sighing. "Why don't we go and ask Professor Snape if he can suggest a spell that you could use?"

"That's a good idea," Harry agreed. "Just allow me to eat something first. I'm famished."

"Me too," Tracey added, smiling happily.

HP

When they were both sure that they would not be able to stomach any more of the delicacies that the house-elves had brought for them, they slowly made their way to the dungeons in search of their head of house.

"Harry, back to the world of the living?" Snape greeted the boy, who returned a glare.

"Professor," Harry replied, sighing, "I need to somehow finish off Voldemort, and we thought that you might teach me an adequate spell."

Snape remained pensive for a moment. "I know a spell, and I can, of course, teach you, but it won't work right now."

"And why might that be?" Harry enquired.

"The Dark Lord is in some kind of coma, which, however, more resembles the after-effect of the Draught of Living Death than a real coma," Snape began to explain, "and the spell which I have in mind won't kill him in this condition. Ronald has to cancel his spell and release him from the Living Death status, before you'll be able to affect him with the spell."

"Oh all right," Harry replied in confusion.

"I suggest that we use the time before Ronald will be back from his snogging trip to Hogsmeade to practise the spell, so that you'll be able to cast it at the Dark Lord, before he or she'll be able to do you any harm," Snape continued. "Ms. Davis, I suggest that you find some other occupation for this afternoon," he added, turning to Tracey, before he motioned Harry to follow him to what seemed to be a duelling room in the dungeons.

Harry spent the whole afternoon practising the spell on a group of dummies, and it was almost dinner time, when Snape was finally contented with his performance.

"Come to meet me in the hospital wing right after dinner together with Ronald," he instructed Harry, while they walked towards the Great Hall for dinner.

"Yes sir, and thank you very much for teaching me that spell," Harry replied, feeling very grateful towards his head of house.

HP

Together with his girlfriend, Ronald only returned to Hogwarts on time for dinner, glad that he had been able to find adequate Christmas presents for his family, his friends, his fellow Unspeakables and the Queen. He stopped dead in his tracks upon entering the entrance hall, where his best friend was just arriving from the dungeons together with his head of house.

"Harry?" he shouted, staring at the other boy, open-mouthed.

"When you're finished gawking, Mr. Weasley, maybe you could proceed into the Great Hall releasing other students from the traffic jam that you're causing," Snape replied, while Harry merely stood there, grinning.

"Ah, sorry sir," Ron muttered and quickly followed Harry into the Great Hall, pulling his girlfriend with him.

When they were sitting at the Slytherin table, where Hermione and Neville joined them after seeing Harry, Harry told him that he had to cancel the spell on Voldemort, so that he could kill the evil wizard for good.

"He seems more of an evil witch right now," Tracey added, grinning.

'Oh, I hope that'll go well,' Ron thought and in concern contacted Croaker, who promised to be there in case that Voldemort would try to harm Harry before he could cast his spell.

'Thanks Croaker,' Ron replied, feeling very grateful towards the Head Unspeakable, who had always helped him in all possible kinds of situations. 'Too bad that only Harry can kill that monster,' he thought, while he put a large helping of Shepherd's pie onto his plate. 'Otherwise, I could have done it months ago.'

HP

Right after dinner, Ron made his way to the hospital wing, accompanied by Harry and Professor Snape, while their other friends followed in a short distance. Arriving in the small teachers' room, where Professor Umbridge AKA Voldemort was resting in a seemingly peaceful sleep, he noticed in relief that Croaker was already waiting for him.

The Head Unspeakable exchanged a few words with Snape and Harry, before he instructed Ron to cancel the spell that he had made him practise so many times just a few months ago.

"How do I cancel it?" Ron asked in confusion.

"Finite Incantatem," Croaker instructed him, and Ron nodded in determination.

Glancing around to make sure that no one but Snape, Harry, Croaker and Madam Pomfrey were present in the room, he raised his wand and cast the spell.

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From the corners of his eyes, Harry noticed that Umbridge, 'Oh well, Voldemort', he realised, slowly began to move. 'Now,' he thought and quickly cast the spell which he had practised all afternoon.

He then slowly let his wand sink, giving the adults a questioning look.

"He's dead," Pomfrey confirmed with a quick wave of her wand.

"Yes," Croaker confirmed.

Snape hurried to roll up his left sleeve, only to stare at his now white arm in apparent disbelief. "He must really be gone now, because the Dark Mark is gone," he stated in what seemed to be surprise and delight. "Congratulations Mr. Potter, you did it," he added with a small smile playing on his lips.

"Thank you Mr. Potter," Croaker added.

Harry shook his head. "Excuse me sirs, but why thank me? It was Ron's spell that kept him in a coma until I was ready, and it was the two of you who taught us the necessary spells. So I have to thank the three of you for your help."

HP

Just a few days later, the annual Christmas Party at the Ministry of Magic took place, which Ron attended together with Daphne, Harry and Tracey. The Minister of Magic used the opportunity to award Ron and Harry the Order of Merlin first class for getting rid of Voldemort.

"I only cast one spell," Ron whispered in bewilderment.

"Same here," Harry agreed.

"Ah, shut up you two," Daphne silenced them. "You cast one spell each, but it was an important spell that no one else could cast, especially Harry's. Just be happy that you managed to do it and accept the reward."

HP

The party was already half-way over, when one of the Unspeakable guests revealed herself. At first, everyone except for Croaker and the four fifth-years believed that it was someone under the influence of Polyjuice potion. However, when Ron introduced the guest as the Queen of England, a witch and the Head of not only the mundane world but also the magical community, huge applause greeted her.

"Good evening, witches and wizards of Britain," the Queen addressed everyone. "The time has come for me to use my rights of interfering with the magical world." The hall remained completely silent, when everyone seemed to hang on her lips, as she continued. "First of all, I wish to award Harry Potter and Ron Weasley the Order of the British Empire, which is the highest reward in the British mundane world, for getting rid of Voldemort, who did not only pose a risk for the magical but also for the mundane world. Thank you very much, Ron and Harry, for getting rid of the evil for all of us."

She motioned the boys to step forward and handed each of them a medal, which to Ron's surprise was not so very different from the Order of Merlin. When Ron and Harry returned to their seats under huge applause, she continued her speech.

"At this opportunity, I wish to dismiss Cornelius Fudge as the Minister of Magic. In his place, I herewith appoint Amelia Bones as the new Minister of Magic."

Amelia Bones as well as Cornelius Fudge rose from their chairs, however, Fudge was quickly led out of the hall by two Unspeakables. At the same time, Amelia received enormous applause for her new position, which she gracefully accepted.

"Thank you very much for your confidence," Amelia spoke up. "I will try to make better decisions than my predecessor, and I hope that you'll all support me with this task. Now, as my successor as Head of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement I wish to see Sirius Black."

Ron smiled, as Harry's godfather was a bit like his own godfather to him, and he really liked the funny wizard. Once again, the applause was immense. However, the Queen was not finished with her speech.

"As soon as Harry will have taken his OWLs at the end of this school year, I wish to employ him as the Coordinator between the magical and the mundane world. He will take care of all matters between the two worlds and closely work together with Amelia and myself," she announced, turning her eyes to Harry.

Harry thanked the Queen profusely for her trust and promised to do his best to fulfil the offered position to everyone's contentedness.

"Nevertheless, you should study for your NEWTs, even if you're already working for Amelia and myself," the Queen instructed him, causing Harry to voice his agreement.

"You can study together with my Mini Unspeakables Mastermind and Sphinx, who will also begin to work as Unspeakables right after their OWLs," Croaker spoke up, glancing at Ron and Daphne.

Seeing that Daphne nodded in apparent eagerness, Ron did the same. "Thank you Croaker," he added, grinning broadly, as the Queen re-took her seat between him and Harry without re-adjusting her Unspeakable robes.

The End

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