She's A Witness ~ III | d.m.

8. Memory Relief

*ahem*

"I'm sure I must have misunderstood you, professor. Dementors are, after all, under the control of the Ministry of Magic."

Harry tilted his head towards me and eyed me whispering, "The dementors are also under your control. Did you call them?"

I placed my hand on his and looked him dead in the eye, "No, of course not Harry. I would never."

The only thing was, I was lying through my teeth.

We turned back to the lady in pink, "It's so silly of me, but it sounded for a moment as though you were suggesting that the Ministry had ordered the attack on this boy."

"That would be disturbing indeed, Madam Undersecretary, which is why I'm sure the Ministry will be mounting a full-scale inquiry into why the two dementors were so very far from Azkaban and mounted the attack without authorization."

Then Fudge sat up in his seat unhappy with the direction of the jurisdiction. But he listened as Dumbledore continued.

"Of course there is someone who might be behind the attack."

I froze and grew tense glancing at Draco who was also tense by the look of him.

My breathing became hitched as I waited for him to finish his accusation.

He walked forward and folded his arms before him, "Cornelius, I implore you to see reason. The evidence that Voldemort has returned is incontrovertible."

"He is not back!" Fudge countered unwanting to see reason.

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They then soon took a vote over conviction and clearing his case. And as it so seems he was cleared of his charges.

But the moment Fudge said the word, Dumbledore was gone but not before giving me a note.

"Professor?"

Harry stood from his seat and tried to follow Dumbledore but I moved quickly and stood before him, "Not today, Harry. Not today." he sighed and left with Draco and me instead.

On our way out we saw Mr. Malfoy in whom nodded to Draco and me but himself received a nasty look from Harry.

Then we left the Ministries by floo powder.

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It had soon been a week since the trial and we were now waiting for our letters to Hogwarts.

Then the owls all came flying in, right on cue. My owl, Lei had brought my letter along with Draco's. We were waiting for schedules along with our grades from last year.

The Weasleys and Granger along with Harry had gotten their letters as well. Ron and Granger were made prefects for Gryffindor, year five.

I opened my grades and peered onto the parchment.