❛ 𝗪𝗘'𝗟𝗟 𝗕𝗘 𝗔 𝗙𝗜𝗡𝗘 𝗟𝗜𝗡𝗘 ❜
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in which mavis black was known all around hogwarts, but mostly for her name. after losing both her parents on one fateful night, she has many questions about who she is and i...
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FINE LINE - PREFECTS
"I knew it!" Ron yelled, punching the air. "You always get away with stuff!"
"They were bound to clear you," Hermione said, who had looked positively faint with anxiety when Harry had entered the kitchen, "there was no case against you, none at all!"
"Everyone seems quite relieved, though, considering you all knew I'd get off," Harry said, smiling.
"It wasn't in doubt," Mavis reciprocated his smile, pulling him into a side hug.
Truth be told, the young Black had been worrying ever since she was told of Harry's hearing. She knew how Fudge was acting and a part of her was scared that he would expel Harry from Hogwarts.
After Harry left in the morning Mavis offered to do all sorts of jobs around the house to stop her mind from thinking about Harry's Ministry hearing. She went from cleaning to cooking and from cooking back to cleaning.
It was safe to say that Mavis wasn't the only one who was pleased about Harry being let off as Fred, George and Ginny started to do some kind of war dance around the kitchen to a chant that went: "He got off, he got off, he got off..."
"That's enough! Settle down!" Mr Weasley shouted, though he too was smiling. "Listen, Sirius, Lucius Malfoy was at the Ministry -"
"What?" Sirius said sharply, causing Mavis to look over at her father.
"He got off, he got off, he got off..." Fred, George and Ginny continued.
"Be quiet, you three!" Mr Weasley said again. "Yes, we saw him talking to Fudge on Level Nine, then they went up to Fudge's office together. Dumbledore ought to know."
"Well, I'd better get going, there's a vomiting toilet waiting for me in Bethnal Green," Mr Weasley said. "Molly, I'll be late, I'm covering for Tonks, but Kingsley might be dropping in for dinner -"
"He got off, he got off, he got off..." Fred, George and Ginny went on.
"That's enough - Fred - George - Ginny!" Mrs Weasley said, as Mr Weasley left the kitchen. "Harry, dear, come and sit down, have some lunch, you hardly ate breakfast."
Mavis and Hermione sat themselves down opposite Harry whilst Ron sat beside him, looking happier than they had done since he had first arrived at Grimmauld Place, and Harry's feeling of giddy relief swelled again.
The gloomy house seemed warmer and more welcoming all of a sudden; even Kreacher looked less ugly as he poked his snout-like nose into the kitchen to investigate the source of all the noise.
"Course, once Dumbledore turned up on your side, there was no way they were going to convict you," Ron said happily after Harry explained how the hearing went, dishing great mounds of mashed potato onto everyone's plates.
