While the children were stuck at Ho

While the children were stuck at Hogwarts, Lucius Malfoy was busy thinking about everything his son told him over the holidays. He was 100% sure that this was because of the artifact he gave the youngest Weasley. He obviously never meant for anything like this to happen but somehow it did. Lucius was a Malfoy and thus he knew that telling anyone about his part, no matter how unknowing, in this fiasco was out of the question. One dead mudblood was nothing to cry over, Lucius mused, but then again even if the girl was a mudblood, she was still a child, a magical child. He talked to Severus recently and found out about the second death and how Dumbledore pinned it on Lockhart. This caused his disgust of Dumbledore to skyrocket. Okay, it was initially his fault for trying to discredit Arthur Weasley through his spawn, but it's not like Lucius knew this could happen, or he would never do it. Dumbledore, however, was only occupied with preserving his power. So what if a couple of children died? Lord Malfoy growled helplessly and kicked the table.


Penelope's death caused the second quidditch match to be postponed and when it was finally held, it was already the end of January. The game was quite intense, but Harry managed to catch the snitch just fine. His Polijuice Potion was also ready. Thus he made his way to Fred and George's room to ask them for help in his plan.

"Well, squirt, what is it?" – asked George, as he watched the slightly fidgeting boy.

"I need you help guys."

"We figured that out already." – snorted Fred, earning himself a slight glare from his older twin.

"So then?" – prompted George with a grin.

"Ehm… I have the meeting with the solicitor on Valentine's Day… in Hogsmead… I have a plan how to get there, but I need you two to help me…"

"Oh?" – asked Fred, staring intently at the boy he considered his brother – "What's the plan?"

"I've made Polijuice… and I need one of you to switch places with me for the day…"

"Very clever…" – said George, feeling proud of the brat he loved as much as his other siblings – "So then you go to Hogsmead as me, or Fred, and one of us stays here and pretends to be you. Brilliant, brat."

"You really think so?" – Harry couldn't quite believe that his plan was so easily accepted – "So then you'll help me?"

"Absolutely. It's like a prank." – agreed Fred – "Just don't warn the others, so I can test how long it takes them to figure it out."

"So you're volunteering?" – enquired George.

"Yep. It's not like I have a date to go with."

Harry let out a happy manly squeal and hugged the twins:

"Thanks, guys, you're the best!"

George ruffled his black hair and chuckled:

"Get going already, you have Potions first thing in the morning."

Harry stuck out his tongue at the reminder and left the room with his nose stuck high in the air doing such a good imitation of Lockhart, that both twins fell down onto the bed, shaking with laughter.


Ever since Dumbledore framed Lockhart for the events that happened around the school, Minerva was busy finding a replacement DADA professor and while the search went on, every house was taught by their Head of House. These lessons turned out to be much better than those taught by both Lockhart and Quirrel. Harry & co were very glad to finally have proper classes.

Of course not everyone was that happy, for example one Ron Weasley who still hadn't stopped trying to get back in Harry's good graces and thus kept annoying the Potter heir at every chance he had, could often be found in the trophy room washing the trophies by hand as punishment for very poor grades. His sister Ginny on the other hand seemingly disappeared. Outside of classes, no one ever saw the girl, not that anyone really tried very hard, after all she was pretty much as insufferable as her brother.

The vacant place of 'Harry's rival' was soon filled by an obnoxious Hufflepuff called Zacharius Smith. He was a half-blood in their year and he seemed to take it as a personal offence that Harry and Draco became friends. The boy took every chance he got to insult both Malfoy and Potter and by extension each and every friend the two had. By the beginning of February it was beginning to become really bothersome. Harry did his best to simply ignore the twit, but Draco had absolutely no qualms with insulting Smith back and taking every chance he got to curse the idiot. Of course he never did it in front of the professors, so no one punished the Slytherin, since they knew that the Hufflepuff had it in for him. Thus it was assumed that the other boy simply tried to get Draco in trouble. The Weasley twins also helped, they began pranking their friends' rival from time to time. One time they even got the house elves to put some truth serum into the dolt's pumpkin juice. What came afterwards was simply epic. Smith lost so many points that by the time the serum wore off Hufflepuff was permanently out of the run for the Cup.


"Okay, we're ready?" – asked George as he watched Harry and Fred come out of the room.

"Absolutely." – responded his twin.

"The voice is a bit off, Harry." – chuckled George – "So try not to talk too much until we get to the meeting."

"Okay." – nodded the disguised 'boy-who-lived'.

"And how do I look?" – asked Fred who was masquerading as Harry.

"Pretty much perfect. But like I said take care of the voice, maybe say you caught the flu or something. Or get the other to cover for you."

"Okay, let's go then." – said Harry, squirming in excitement.

The trip to the village was not a long one, but Harry and George were rather nervous, since if someone caught on to what they were planning, they would be in a world of trouble. None the less everything went smoothly and soon Harry was sitting in front of an amused solicitor in a private room at the 'Hog's Head'.

"Well, Mister Potter, I must admit you're a very resourceful person." – smiled the man – "I wasn't sure if you'd make it, so I bow before your cunning. I'm rather surprised you didn't become a Slytherin."

Harry blushed a bit:

"Thank you, sir, it was important that I make it to this meeting, so I did my best not to disappoint."

"So I've heard. I am Valerius Jenks, senior solicitor of 'Jenks & Jenks' and I will do my best to help in whatever it is you need doing."

"Pleasure to meet you Mr. Jenks." – Harry shook the man's hand with a smile on his face – "I hope you can indeed help me. And I thank you for not treating me like a kid."

"Well, in my opinion a person who managed to survive the Killing Curse and off the Dark Lord on the way is most certainly not a kid. Now what is it exactly that brought on this meeting."

"I… became aware of certain facts… of a delicate nature… and I need help with getting the evidence and making sure the people responsible do not get away." – said Harry, not sure how much he wanted to reveal to a total stranger without some sort of promise not to tell.

"Ah, I see you're hesitant to trust me." – remarked Jenks – "That's good, if the situation is rather delicate than you shouldn't trust easily. Let's first go over the contract."

"Of course." – agreed Harry and took the offered copy. He read it thoroughly, but there were still a couple of places he wasn't entirely sure about. He pointed them out to Jenks and to his surprise at once got a straight answer.

"This contract is the standard one. It's the base for all the contracts we make. The points in black are those we do not change, but if there is something you're not comfortable with in the rest of it, feel free to tell me and we'll change it to what you want."

"All the blue ones are okay… and the red ones too… however it's this one about 'death upon willingly disclosing confidential information' that I have a problem with. I don't want anyone to die for me, especially because of some information." – said Harry softly.

Valerius pinched the bridge of his nose. He knew his client was just 12, so it was obvious the kid wouldn't really understand the pressure that sometimes came with being a solicitor for a pureblood family and the lengths the enemies of the family would go to in order to ruin the family in question. He wondered how he could explain it:

"Mister Potter. I understand that and it is very admirable of you to care even for practically unknown people, but you're quite young and you don't seem to realize that every serious job has its' risks and when people apply for such a job they are made aware of exactly what will be expected of them."

"But it's wrong!" – exclaimed Harry.

"Is it? Aurors die in the line of duty all the time and no one says it's wrong for them to do so." – snapped the man and Harry looked at the table feeling rather embarrassed.

"I'm sorry sir," – he apologized meekly – "It seems I forgot to do my research properly."

"So then, do you agree to the contract, Mr. Potter?"

"I do." – replied the boy hesitating just a bit.

They signed the contract and it disappeared in a flash of golden sparks.

"Where did it go?" – asked Harry in confusion.

"It is a legally binding contract, so it will be filed accordingly at the Ministry… Now then, care to share this trouble you got yourself in, Mr. Potter?"

Now that Harry knew the man wouldn't betray him, he told Valerius about everything concerning Dumbledore and the Weasleys, making the man stare at the boy in total shock. Whatever trouble he expected Potter to be in, it was certainly not the headmaster stealing from him.


Author's Note: And I'll stop here for the moment. What do you know, the longest chapter so far. I hope you guys liked it :)
While on this note, I'd like to thank tricorvus for the wonderful reviews. They always make me want to update faster.

Kết quả (Việt) 1:

Trong khi các em đã bị mắc kẹt tại Hogwarts, Lucius Malfoy đã bận rộn suy nghĩ về tất cả mọi thứ con trai của ông nói với ông trong ngày nghỉ. Ông là 100% chắc chắn rằng điều này là do các artifact ông đã cho Weasley trẻ nhất. Ông rõ ràng là không bao giờ có nghĩa là bất cứ điều gì như thế này xảy ra, nhưng bằng cách nào đó nó đã làm. Lucius là một Malfoy và do đó ông biết rằng nói cho bất cứ ai về phần mình, không có vấn đề như thế nào vô minh, trong thất bại này là ra câu hỏi. Một chết Malfoy là không có gì để khóc trên, Lucius hỏi, nhưng sau đó một lần nữa ngay cả khi các cô gái là một Malfoy, cô vẫn còn là một đứa trẻ, một đứa trẻ huyền diệu. Ông đã nói chuyện với Severus mới và phát hiện ra về cái chết thứ hai và làm thế nào giáo sư Dumbledore pinned nó trên Lockhart. Điều này gây ra của mình ghê tởm của Dumbledore để bắn lên và nổ. Chấp nhận được, nó đã là ban đầu là do lỗi của mình đã cố gắng để không tin Arthur Weasley thông qua đẻ trứng của mình, nhưng nó không giống như Lucius biết điều này có thể xảy ra, hoặc ông sẽ không bao giờ làm điều đó. Giáo sư Dumbledore, Tuy nhiên, chỉ bị chiếm đóng với bảo tồn quyền lực của mình. Vì vậy nếu một vài trẻ em chết? Chúa Malfoy growled helplessly và khởi động bảng.Cái chết của Penelope gây ra trận quidditch thứ hai buộc phải trì hoãn và khi nó được tổ chức cuối cùng, nó đã là vào cuối tháng Giêng. Các trò chơi là khá mạnh mẽ, nhưng Harry quản lý để đón gã chỉ là tốt. Polijuice Potion của ông cũng đã sẵn sàng. Do đó, ông thực hiện theo cách của mình để Fred và George của phòng để yêu cầu họ để được giúp đỡ trong kế hoạch của mình."Vâng, mực, nó là gì?"-hỏi George, như ông dõi cậu bé một chút fidgeting."I need you help guys.""We figured that out already." – snorted Fred, earning himself a slight glare from his older twin."So then?" – prompted George with a grin."Ehm… I have the meeting with the solicitor on Valentine's Day… in Hogsmead… I have a plan how to get there, but I need you two to help me…""Oh?" – asked Fred, staring intently at the boy he considered his brother – "What's the plan?""I've made Polijuice… and I need one of you to switch places with me for the day…""Very clever…" – said George, feeling proud of the brat he loved as much as his other siblings – "So then you go to Hogsmead as me, or Fred, and one of us stays here and pretends to be you. Brilliant, brat.""You really think so?" – Harry couldn't quite believe that his plan was so easily accepted – "So then you'll help me?""Absolutely. It's like a prank." – agreed Fred – "Just don't warn the others, so I can test how long it takes them to figure it out.""So you're volunteering?" – enquired George."Yep. It's not like I have a date to go with."Harry let out a happy manly squeal and hugged the twins:"Thanks, guys, you're the best!"George ruffled his black hair and chuckled:"Get going already, you have Potions first thing in the morning."Harry stuck out his tongue at the reminder and left the room with his nose stuck high in the air doing such a good imitation of Lockhart, that both twins fell down onto the bed, shaking with laughter.Ever since Dumbledore framed Lockhart for the events that happened around the school, Minerva was busy finding a replacement DADA professor and while the search went on, every house was taught by their Head of House. These lessons turned out to be much better than those taught by both Lockhart and Quirrel. Harry & co were very glad to finally have proper classes.Of course not everyone was that happy, for example one Ron Weasley who still hadn't stopped trying to get back in Harry's good graces and thus kept annoying the Potter heir at every chance he had, could often be found in the trophy room washing the trophies by hand as punishment for very poor grades. His sister Ginny on the other hand seemingly disappeared. Outside of classes, no one ever saw the girl, not that anyone really tried very hard, after all she was pretty much as insufferable as her brother.The vacant place of 'Harry's rival' was soon filled by an obnoxious Hufflepuff called Zacharius Smith. He was a half-blood in their year and he seemed to take it as a personal offence that Harry and Draco became friends. The boy took every chance he got to insult both Malfoy and Potter and by extension each and every friend the two had. By the beginning of February it was beginning to become really bothersome. Harry did his best to simply ignore the twit, but Draco had absolutely no qualms with insulting Smith back and taking every chance he got to curse the idiot. Of course he never did it in front of the professors, so no one punished the Slytherin, since they knew that the Hufflepuff had it in for him. Thus it was assumed that the other boy simply tried to get Draco in trouble. The Weasley twins also helped, they began pranking their friends' rival from time to time. One time they even got the house elves to put some truth serum into the dolt's pumpkin juice. What came afterwards was simply epic. Smith lost so many points that by the time the serum wore off Hufflepuff was permanently out of the run for the Cup."Okay, we're ready?" – asked George as he watched Harry and Fred come out of the room."Absolutely." – responded his twin."The voice is a bit off, Harry." – chuckled George – "So try not to talk too much until we get to the meeting.""Okay." – nodded the disguised 'boy-who-lived'."And how do I look?" – asked Fred who was masquerading as Harry."Pretty much perfect. But like I said take care of the voice, maybe say you caught the flu or something. Or get the other to cover for you.""Okay, let's go then." – said Harry, squirming in excitement.The trip to the village was not a long one, but Harry and George were rather nervous, since if someone caught on to what they were planning, they would be in a world of trouble. None the less everything went smoothly and soon Harry was sitting in front of an amused solicitor in a private room at the 'Hog's Head'."Well, Mister Potter, I must admit you're a very resourceful person." – smiled the man – "I wasn't sure if you'd make it, so I bow before your cunning. I'm rather surprised you didn't become a Slytherin."Harry blushed a bit:"Thank you, sir, it was important that I make it to this meeting, so I did my best not to disappoint.""So I've heard. I am Valerius Jenks, senior solicitor of 'Jenks & Jenks' and I will do my best to help in whatever it is you need doing.""Pleasure to meet you Mr. Jenks." – Harry shook the man's hand with a smile on his face – "I hope you can indeed help me. And I thank you for not treating me like a kid.""Well, in my opinion a person who managed to survive the Killing Curse and off the Dark Lord on the way is most certainly not a kid. Now what is it exactly that brought on this meeting."
"I… became aware of certain facts… of a delicate nature… and I need help with getting the evidence and making sure the people responsible do not get away." – said Harry, not sure how much he wanted to reveal to a total stranger without some sort of promise not to tell.

"Ah, I see you're hesitant to trust me." – remarked Jenks – "That's good, if the situation is rather delicate than you shouldn't trust easily. Let's first go over the contract."

"Of course." – agreed Harry and took the offered copy. He read it thoroughly, but there were still a couple of places he wasn't entirely sure about. He pointed them out to Jenks and to his surprise at once got a straight answer.

"This contract is the standard one. It's the base for all the contracts we make. The points in black are those we do not change, but if there is something you're not comfortable with in the rest of it, feel free to tell me and we'll change it to what you want."

"All the blue ones are okay… and the red ones too… however it's this one about 'death upon willingly disclosing confidential information' that I have a problem with. I don't want anyone to die for me, especially because of some information." – said Harry softly.

Valerius pinched the bridge of his nose. He knew his client was just 12, so it was obvious the kid wouldn't really understand the pressure that sometimes came with being a solicitor for a pureblood family and the lengths the enemies of the family would go to in order to ruin the family in question. He wondered how he could explain it:

"Mister Potter. I understand that and it is very admirable of you to care even for practically unknown people, but you're quite young and you don't seem to realize that every serious job has its' risks and when people apply for such a job they are made aware of exactly what will be expected of them."

"But it's wrong!" – exclaimed Harry.

"Is it? Aurors die in the line of duty all the time and no one says it's wrong for them to do so." – snapped the man and Harry looked at the table feeling rather embarrassed.

"I'm sorry sir," – he apologized meekly – "It seems I forgot to do my research properly."

"So then, do you agree to the contract, Mr. Potter?"

"I do." – replied the boy hesitating just a bit.

They signed the contract and it disappeared in a flash of golden sparks.

"Where did it go?" – asked Harry in confusion.

"It is a legally binding contract, so it will be filed accordingly at the Ministry… Now then, care to share this trouble you got yourself in, Mr. Potter?"

Now that Harry knew the man wouldn't betray him, he told Valerius about everything concerning Dumbledore and the Weasleys, making the man stare at the boy in total shock. Whatever trouble he expected Potter to be in, it was certainly not the headmaster stealing from him.


Author's Note: And I'll stop here for the moment. What do you know, the longest chapter so far. I hope you guys liked it :)
While on this note, I'd like to thank tricorvus for the wonderful reviews. They always make me want to update faster.