Harry Potter: Magical Legacy

"Being in two places at once is a new trick. That didn't hurt at all?" Shiva said. Tonks caught a bit of a desperate laugh at the end of that deadpan question. She was too busy trying to wrap her brain around a dead Dementor to care. And that fact that it had been rather nice to wake up seeing Harry. She shut that part of her thoughts down fast and tried to focus on the far more important issue of a dead Dementor. She darn near choked as what Shiva had said finally registered. Two places at once?

"Nope, didn't hurt. A bit hard to get the timing right but both Hermione and I were really distracted the first time around so it could've been a lot worse. I was mostly worried I wasn't going to get to Tonks fast enough," Harry sounded far too cavalier for whatever craziness had just happened.

"Someone – " Tonks asked but her voice cracked before she got further. Swallowing and taking a deep breath she tried again, "Someone what to tell me what the hell I missed?"

"I think we'd all like to hear that story, Mr. Potter," Bonesy said sounding tired as she walking up with the rest of the group in tow. Tracey looked to be clinging to Daphne's hand with a death grip while Luna was doing the same to Hermione.

"Tonks was overwhelmed after Hermione and I lost control of our Patroni. I killed the Dementor over me with the Sword of Gryffindor," Harry said waving to the sword off to the side. "Then I killed the one over Hermione."

"Swords can't kill Dementors," Daphne said staring at the blade like it was going to get up and start floating around in the air. A not entirely unreasonable assumption in Tonks' humble opinion. "Not even goblin made swords."

"Hey I'm just telling you what happened not how it happened," Harry said shrugging.

Luna chuckled softly. "Daphne, you have been friends with Harry long enough that you should know not to try and apply logic to events surrounding him. It seems to be worse than trying to apply logic to me."

"Anyway," Hermione said shaking her head, "Harry then had the monumentally stupid idea of trying to use my Time Turner to take us back. Don't look at me like that, I have permission to use one from the Deputy Headmistress to attend my classes." Hermione scowled at Shiva and Bonesy when they stared at her. "I've already berated him over it several times. We arrived back an hour earlier, Harry fixed his Patronus rune cluster alternative and we rushed back out to help with the defense." She paused and looked embarrassed. "While we knew the Sword apparently killed Dementors – or absorbed them I guess is more appropriate – we had no idea until a few minutes ago that the Silver Spirit Patroni could do the same."

"Well I'm certainly not complaining," Neville said. "If they hadn't retreated we'd probably all be de-souled."

"So let me get this straight, pup," Sirius said staring at Harry. "You killed a Dementor; which is impossible. Made time your bitch; which is impossible. Made a rune cluster that can also kill a Dementor; which is impossible. And scared over a hundred of the demons off in under a minute with zero casualties?" He whistled and sat down. "Congratulations. You're officially a Marauder Harry. Seven years we were here and the best we got was a cool map, rumors of a haunting, excellent pranks and animagi. You've surpassed us in one night."

"You should hear what the kid's done previously," Shiva muttered shaking her head.

"He'll need a name," Remus commented.

"Did anyone see what happened to Pettigrew?" Tracey asked finally letting go of Daphne's hand.

"He's long gone by now," Bonesy sighed. "There's little point in searching the forest right now with the Dementors still nearby. Even if they've been scared off for the moment, there's no guarantee how long that will last. Let's go back inside and arrange to get you to a trial Lord Black. We can use the memories of the previous conversation as evidence. Harry, Hermione, considering the extreme circumstances of the past few minutes I'll…" she trailed off, shook her head and sighed. "I don't even care anymore. Both of you swear never to abuse a Time Turner again?" The two teens nodded. "Fine. Good job saving us. Don't do it again. Warning delivered. Nobody mentions that part in official reports."

"Works for me, Boss," Tonks said. She turned to Harry and raised her eyebrows. He took the cue and helped her to her feet. "To the Batcave."

"The Batcave?" a demure voice asked from behind the group. Harry groaned and Tonks felt her hair shift to red before she forced it to a neutral black. She turned to see Headmaster Dumbledore walking towards the group from the castle. He was far enough away that he had probably only heard her final comment.

"Headmaster," Bonesy said, her voice coated in ice. "How nice of you to turn up after the danger has long passed. I would've thought Argus would've informed you that Sirius Black was located and that you might have hurried a bit."

"Sadly these old bones don't move as quickly as they used to, Amelia," Dumbledore replied, his eyes twinkling. Tonks' snort was echoed by Shiva beside her. "I can't help but notice that the fugitive is unrestrained and does not appear to have any wands covering him."

"So, Dumbledore isn't in on the innocence thing then?" Sirius asked cocking a thumb at the old man.

"No, Lord Black, the Headmaster was not to be brought into the fold until proof was attained. Something which we only accomplished earlier tonight," Bonesy said. She walked past Dumbledore aiming for the doors inside. "Let's move this inside in case those horrid creatures decide to try their luck again." Dumbledore's flash of frustration was quickly hidden though Tonks took note. She also saw Daphne and Tracey both quietly pocket some of the Dementors' robes. That was an unpleasant reminder that she'd likely have to burn her own robes. Dementor ichor was not something she wanted to leave bouncing around her washing machine.

"Amelia, the Minister is en route. If you would please present your proof perhaps we can resolve this before he arrives," Dumbledore said as everyone moved to sit down at the table in the Great Hall. Most of the teens looked utterly exhausted. Tonks was pretty wiped herself though she could at least use her abilities to avoid looking like she felt for the most part.

"Ah so you had enough time to stop and run to Cornelius rather than checking on the safety of your students. Good show, Albus," Amelia said raising her eyebrows. "I believe we'll wait for the Minister to arrive himself before we start. I would rather not go through this again. Your pensieve might be required as the court one can't be removed from the Ministry."

"I'm sure that won't be necessary, Amelia," Dumbledore said. Tonks noted that the customary twinkle in his eye had vanished. "Perhaps we could move this to my office."

"Here is fine. It's far easier for Cornelius to walk here than all the way up to your office, Albus," Amelia replied with the ghost of a smile. Dumbledore just frowned at her.

The group sat in uneasy silence for the next few minutes. The only thing of note was Harry's scabbard for his sword materializing on the table when he idly wondered about it. Those house elves sure were prompt. Harry carefully put away his sword and everyone went silent again. The quiet was broken rather abruptly as the Entrance Hall doors were thrown open and the Minister strode in flanked by Scrimgeour and Dawlish. Tonks bit back a groan as she saw both of them. Of course he had to bring those two.

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