My Godfather is an Innocent Convict (Rewrite)

'Till Next Year!

Harriet stood on the platform of Hogsmeade station, about to board the Hogwarts express to her new home which was in London.

Nr. 12 Grimauld Place. Sirius had mentioned they would quite probably need to do some redecorating here and there.

"You coming?" Draco asked her, dragging his trunk behind him.

"Yeah, let me just..." She pulled out her wand and pointed it at the trunk. "Reducio!"

The trunk shrank until it was the size of a briefcase. Picking it up, it was about the weight of two bricks instead of the usual ton.

"Can't believe I didn't think of that sooner!" she said, hopping up the steps.

"That-" Draco shook his head. He was not about to question the intelligence of the entire school.

They found a compartment and took it for the group, making sure to take up as much room as possible. It looked like it had been reserved that way. Pansy found them first, followed by Blaise and then the others. If anyone wondered why there were ten slytherin students in a compartment for five, they didn't ask. Wise desicion.

Crabbe and Goyle helped themselves to the food they had found leftover in their dorms.

"Do you think that next year we can finally have a normal year?" Pansy asked.

"I think you may have just jinxed it," Blaise said, looking a little pale.

"There is no proof of that!"

"We shall see."

Harriet gave a huff of laughter. "Hey Draco, did your dad mention anything?"

"Something about a tournament. I don't know the details." he replied.

"Probably forgot," Blaise joked from where he was sitting.

"Ha. Ha. Ha." Draco gave an eyeroll worthy of a television diva.

Millicent stretched out her legs. As one of the last people in, she was sitting on the floor. "Anyone heard from Theo?" she asked. "I feel like we barely spoke to him this year."

"We barely did," Elizabeth said. "Then again, he started dating Cassie so..." She shrugged.

"What? When?" Amina asked.

"I don't know. I overheard some Ravenclaws gossiping earlier."

"So reliable." Draco said flatly.

"At least Flint and Wood made it official in front of the entire school," Amina said brightly.

"They're graduating with nothing to lose," Blaise snorted.

"Whatever," Amina gave him a light kick, "I thought their little speeches were cute!"

"If cheesy is your thing." Harriet shrugged.

"Judging by how adverse you are to feelings, I would say your going to die alone," Pansy sighed.

"Oh, Hallelujah," Harriet threw up her hands in mock worship. "No tears!"

Pansy face-palmed. Her friend was hopeless.

"Since your so judgemental today," Elizabeth said, "When are you going to get it together Parkinson?"

"What do you mean?"

"Your obvious crush on Granger."

"Her name is Hermione!"

"Case in point!" Elizabeth giggled.

"Oh, rack off!" Pansy tossed a sweet wrapper at her.

"I hate to kill the mood here," Harriet interjected, "But we may have quite a big problem."

"What problem?" Draco frowned.

Harriet leaned forward and explained in barely more than a whisper what had transpired all those years ago, her suspicions about the hallows and how she didn't know who the lesser evil was. The words were softly spoken, but they sailed through the air like a knife.

"Why didn't you tell us sooner?" Pansy asked.

"Dumbledore is in the castle and I needed to be sure that he and Tom couldn't overhear." Harriet said, shrugging.

"Makes sense," Blause said quietly, "But what is your plan now?"

"I currently dont have a plan." The words tasted like ash in her mouth.

"That sucks."

"I know. I guess for now: stay on Tom's good side but destroy any artefacts he asks us to collect unless they dont seem that dangerous." Harriet pulled at her sleeves, "I don't know why I didn't just destroy that stupid diary when I had the chance."

"That would have made things less complicated, I think." Pansy patted her shoulder.

Harriet shook herself. "Just follow my lead and we'll see what happens."

"Yes captain, my captain." Blaise gave a mock salute.

"Do you have a plan for the summer?" Millicent asked.

Harriet almost rolled her eyes. How often had someone asked her that now? "Yeah, a wedding."

"Who's getting married?" Pansy asked, face lighting up like a Christmas shop.

"Who do you think?" Harriet asked, chuckling, "They actually talked it out this time!"

Pansy squealed so loudly Draco covered his ears. "Oh, I'm so happy! Can I come to the wedding? Is it going to be a family affair? What about decorations and what about the cake?"

'What have I done?' Harriet thought to herself, mentally preparing for what would be the longest train ride yet.

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The End! Finish! Finite!

Hope you enjoyed that! I'm getting started on the next part soon so stay tuned!

XOXO, Drachma