New And Improved Harry Potter

Sprout's POV

"I hope you don't regret this, Minerva," Flitwick stated, looking at her with a bit of pity. He never knew why she put all her loyalty to the Headmaster. He always knew that Albus was just a man, who made many mistakes. A good deal of them towards the young man who just left.

"I am sure I will not," she sniffed and returned to the castle.

"I wouldn't be to sure about that," Sprout stated, still looking to where the boy had disappeared. She was worried that this would come back and bite them in the arse. She knew how much pull the boy had, and it wouldn't take much for the parents to start pulling their children. It could be the end of Hogwarts. That and she was concerned that the child might wind up dead, if he left the wards. As much as she didn't know the current Harry Potter, she didn't want to see him hurt. Sure, he was rude and condescending, but he was just a hurt boy through no fault of his own. Now, he was leaving the safest place in the United Kingdom, bar Gringotts.

"You could be right, Pomona," Filius agreed as he to went back into the school. "You could be right." There was no telling the backlash that would come when this reached the public. And given the vast majority of students that witness the event, that would happen sooner rather than later.

"Oh, Albus, what have you done to that child?" the herbology professor asked the air sadly as she joined her two colleagues.

Harry's POV

Harry walked unseen to the Whooping Willow and made it through the tunnel. He had even passed Hagrid getting ready for tomorrow's classes, his fleeting thought on to how he would've liked to have known the big guy better. But, Hagrid was Dumbledore's man through and through. Still, he was like a child with a huge case of hero worship. He shook his thoughts away and opened the tunnel door. "Sirius, I hope you're up for company!" he yelled as he entered the house. He banished his coat and gloves to the hooks by the front door.

Said man walked out of the kitchen, biscuit and tea cup in hand, "What do you mean? Are you moving in?" he asked in a joking manner.

"Yup, that bitch McGonagall pretty much threw me out. Pity, I was looking forward to the ball," he huffed as he slumped onto the couch. He had been too. The girls were going to be so disappointed, but there was no way he was going back into the castle for such a public event. It would just cause chaos and he didn't want to have to put up with McGonagall if he didn't have to, hence his leaving.

"You're kidding, right? I thought they wanted you there?" the dogman queried in wonder.

"Oh, she tried to stop me in the end, but I've had enough of her bullshit," was the reply.

"Well, bugger. Of course, I don't mind having you here. I thought you should have left for a while now, but I figured that you wanted to stay with your friends," Sirius confessed, sitting in the armchair opposite the couch, putting his cup and saucer on the table in the middle.

"Yeah, but they've come a long way and they don't need me to protect them anymore," Harry said with a bit of pride, reaching over and stealing Sirius' cookie. "I'm just going to write a quick note to Waters and to make sure no slander is written about this," he said, getting up with biscuit in hand, and going to the desk. As the teen ate and wrote, Sirius thought a bit about what they could do now that they had the time and by the time Harry finished, he had an idea.

"I was thinking, and now that you're going to stay here it's doable, we should go and clear out my mum's old house. It would give us loads of practice. There's a ton of dark objects there that could be cleaned and sold," his godfather offered, hoping it would give Harry something to do so he wouldn't get bored.

"Okay, but for tonight, let's go to Hogsmeade and have a butterbeer. I really could use the time to wind down," Harry suggested, calling Dobby and handing him the note. "This goes to Waters. Please, make sure he gets it right away," he stated, giving the note to his little friend.

"Yes, sir, Harry Potter, sir," Dobby said excitedly, taking the note and popping away.

"Shall we," the dark-haired boy said as he got up and retrieved his outerwear. He threw a quick glamor on, only changing his hair and eye color. He figured no one would be looking for a blond boy with blue eyes.

"Let's," the other glamored man agreed, always up for getting out into public.

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