Harry Potter: Raised By Roses

Chapter Forty-Six: Quidditch In The Rain

Things were finally calming down after Krinos's near panic attack and the break-in of Sirius Black. The teachers were on high alert more than they ever have been before.

But the trio were all really frustrated. They knew that people were keeping something from them from how multiple people kept looking at them whenever someone mentioned Sirius Black. It was ever-frustrating and they all had half a mind to grab the next person they saw look at them and use the truth spell to force them to talk. It was not the hardest spell to cast and if someone did not tell them sooner or later, things were going to go crazy. 

The only problem was the twenty-four-hour time limit on the spell. When someone is forced to tell the truth for that long, that is when things tend to go to hell. Mostly because you have no idea what was going to come out of their mouths. And as the saying goes, "the truth is out there, and it hurts."

"Melody, you're the Ravenclaw," Harry says. "Did you find anything on Sirius Black in the Hogwarts library?"

"I looked, but someone took out all the newspapers from about twelve years ago," Melody said. "I did find him in some of the old Hogwarts yearbooks. He was a student here about twenty-four years ago and was sorted into Gryffindor. Other than that, there wasn't much else that I could find."

"It seems like someone is purposely removing everything Hogwarts has on him," Krinos said.

"Well, let's do some math," Harry says. "Newspapers from twelve years ago have been removed, so all of us would be around one at that time."

"That was the same age where you supposedly defeated Voldemort," Krinos remembered. "Maybe this was something to do with him."

"Could be," Melody was deep in thought.

"Maybe Sirius Black was one of the death eaters that followed Voldemort like they were sheep and he was their shepherd," Harry guessed.

"So that could easily mean that he could be coming after you," Krinos says. "Like some twisted sense of revenge. You destroyed his lord so now he wants to destroy you."

"Wow, even criminals in this country are idiots," Melody scoffed. "Usually they are a lot smarter than such an obvious plan."

"The others might know and that is why they have been looking at us the way that they have," Harry said. "Since we are from Greece, it makes sense for them to think that we would not know about Black and his motives for breaking out of Azkaban."

"They probably think not telling us is their way of trying to protect us," Krinos says. "If they tell us that Black is after Harry, we might have gotten way too paranoid to work properly in class."

"We're mystic souls," Harry rolled his eyes. "If anything, Black should be afraid of us if he ever actually finds us. I'd like to see him try and take us on. He would be in for one hell of a surprise."

"Anyone that underestimates us usually does not live long enough to tell anyone," Melody laughed. "But that is usually demons."

"How they have not learned that we will always defeat them by this point, I have no idea," Krinos shook his head. "Better they attack us and not helpless mundanes, though."

"No kidding," Melody agreed. 

"Do you guys think we should confront one of them," Harry asked his siblings. "Like maybe Percy or Cedric to see if they know anything. They are the oldest in our friend group."

"I think that sounds like a good idea," Krinos says. "They might talk if all three of us confront them at once."

"And if we need to threaten them, we can ask the house elves to give Krinos a bowl of mashed potatoes," Melody smirked.