HARRY POTTER :flash forward.

Harry had also received from Daphne a stern talking to about how much he should let Hermione get away with, with her demands.

Harry gave her a light smile to show he wasn't upset with her. "The scholarship fund? The bursary, as Margaret put's it? It's now worth quite a lot... A lot!

"And may we know how much?" asked Daphne, demonstrating to Hermione how to ask.

Harry showed her the financial statement that came in as part of the report. Her eyes widened in shock. He then held it out for Hermione to see, who practically mimicked Daphne's reaction.

"That's a lot!" she softly said.

"Yes, and that's after she's subtracted the funds to pay for the services of Ackerman and Co," he said.

"Any ideas on who you want to manage it?" asked Daphne. "Yeah," he replied. "Every time I've thought about it since Christmas the same name keeps popping into my head... Remus Lupin."

"That's brilliant!" said Hermione. "I mean... he's brilliant. He'd do a wonderful job. And you can pay him a decent salary. You can get him to stop wearing those tatty old robes and he won't think of it as charity."

"You'll need to ask him in a way where he won't think the job offer's charity," mused Daphne.

"If I ask him to do it, he'll try to fob me off," said Harry.

"Have Miss Pentridge interview him for the position," suggested Daphne. "That way, she can tell him his name was suggested for the position." "She also asks I name it," said Harry, reading further through the document. "That way they can set it up as a registered charity. And, here, she suggests I nominate a member of Hogwarts' staff to sit on the Board that decides who the lucky scholarship winners are. That'll take some thinking.

"Oh, she also suggests all those who sit on the Board receive a... honorarium... and how much that should be. Plus, whoever is the Bursar should receive... Nice!... Let's see... Employees... for now, two full time secretarial staff... and how much to pay them... a part-time independent financial advisor... a goblin? Oh... good idea."

Looking to his wives he said, "We'll write to her requesting she... that is, Ackerman and Co... interview Remus for the position of Bursar and that she not tell him he, basically, has the job already. My choice for faculty advisor would be Filius, of course. If he turns it down, it'd then be Professor Babbling." Both girls were nodding along.

"Let her and Remus then interview the rest of the staff," suggested Daphne. "After all, Remus will have to work with them."

"Good idea," said Hermione.

"A name... a name..." he muttered.

"How about..." mused Hermione. "If it's okay with you; 'The Lily Evans Memorial Scholarship Fund'?" Harry turned and stared at her for a moment before his face softened into a bright smile. "Nice!" he softly replied.

Daphne also smiled and nodded. Clearing away the little choked up feeling he had in his throat, Harry said, "That's everything I need to do except let her know. Once she has that information Ackerman and Co will draw up the required papers and send the forms to me for signing."

"If you'd like, I'll write the letter to her with those instructions while we're sitting in History of Magic," offered Daphne.

"Thank you, yes," he nodded.

"Anything else of interest she's written you'd care to share?" asked Hermione, who then received a smile and nod from Daphne in approval.

"Well, there've been a few more companies who've replied to the 'cease and desist' orders with promises they'll cease. She's listed here all those who've now agreed to that.

"Next is the updated list of those companies who've, so far, settled out of court. And, finally, is the list of those companies that've refused, so far, to settle; and have decided to take the matter to court. Thankfully, that list is rather short.

"One of those is Obscurus Books," he said, a little surprised. Turning to look at both wives he said, "That's the publisher of most of the books written about me. They publish the 'Harry Potter and the...' series of books. Dumbledore, supposedly, sold them the rights to my name for those. Now they're refusing to acknowledge he had no right to do that claiming they entered the contract in good faith.

"They've already been informed Dumbledore, however, did not; rendering the contract void. Margaret sent them a 'cease and desist' order, with a requirement to hand over the nett profits of the books and never print any more. They're refusing both and clearly believe they'll successfully defend the claim in court. Margaret says they've no chance and wants to know if I have any specific demands to place on them when we've successfully prosecuted the case."

"Your thoughts?" asked Daphne.

"This is definitely one where I want them to bleed," he firmly replied. "Let's see... all such books to be immediately pulled from further publication; all such books already printed and remaining unsold to be immediately pulled from the shelves; a public notice of apology from the publisher... no, the individuals responsible within that publisher for making such a decision... with a request all such books be returned to the publisher for a full refund of the purchase price irrespective of the condition of the book."

"Ouch!" said Hermione. "That'll hurt. Depending on who owns the company, and how much of a loss they're willing to swallow, that'll bankrupt them."

"In which case, Margaret swoops in on my behalf and claims the company in lieu of the debt," he said. "Then, I'll put the notice in the paper making the request for people to return the books for a full purchase price refund."

With a sigh he said, "I want those lies off the shelves; whether they're in bookshops or in people's personal libraries."

On the Saturday morning, the three were waiting in the Entrance Hall for the arrival of Madam Bones. She arrived, promptly, with a few minutes to spare.

"Mister Potter," she said, as Harry stepped forward with a smile to shake her hand.

"Madam Bones," he replied before stepping back to introduce his two wives. "May I introduce Missus Daphne Anna Greengrass-Potter and Missus Hermione Jean Granger-Potter; my wives."

With her only outward sign of surprise being a slight widening of her eyes, Madam Bones stepped forward to shake both their hands.

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