New And Improved Harry Potter

Harry's POV

Harry woke up sore. He had no idea how that happened since the beating he took was in his head, so it shouldn't have transferred over to his waking self, but there it was. He felt like he had gone head to head with a Klingon, which he had. Worf was a slave driver, he had Harry fall over and over and over again. Then made him do drills with hands, weapons and magic against a very realistic goblin the holodeck produced. He now knew how to handle a knife, though he was no pro by a long shot, and take a fall. It was a good thing they were in his mind, since he had been hurt quite a few times, and Dr. McCoy, who was in the holodeck with them, had to patch him up. It had been an exhausting week, even if it was only a night. He groaned and got out of bed, after doing his morning rituals, he made it to the dining room.

"Ahrug," was the incoherent noise he made when he sat and slumped his head to the table.

"What on earth happened to you? First you sleep till noon, then you come down here groaning like you've already had your fight," Sirius asked with a chuckle. He pushed a cup of coffee to his godson, hoping to wake him up more.

"Let's just say I was practicing in my head, but it feels real," Harry said, sitting up and taking the cup. He was glad it wasn't tea this morning. He really wanted the bitter bite of coffee.

Winky popped in and place a full English breakfast in front of him, he thanked her quietly and dug in like a man starved. Sirius watched bemused at the teen's appetite.

"Well, Dobby popped in earlier, and you've got a letter from Waters," the dogman said after observing his godson demolish his breakfast, then handing said letter over.

"Thanks," the bleary teen said, taking the letter and opening it. His eyes moved as he read, and what he saw had a wicked smile forming on his face.

"What's it say?" the anxious man asked, hoping that finally the boy would have some good news, and judging from the smile it might just be.

"He's sent the horcrux to the Department of Mysteries, making sure to tell them what it is. He said that there's a court case later today over the whole Fudge thing, and that he is confident that we'll win. There's also a suit on that Umbridge person, but he's not sure about that one. There's a bit here about Dumbledore, but it's mostly what we already know. He'll send an associate to do the treaty for the doxies sometime tomorrow. I have to say Waters has been busy. We might have to up his pay. Oh, he heard about my fight, and subsequent employment, and wants to be there to protect my interest," the boy added, wondering how the man knew.

"Did he mention the funds?" Sirius asked on the edge of his seat. This would be the start of his new life, and he wanted it to go well. There were so many things that could go wrong.

"Yeah, the Board of Governors is meeting right now, actually," the teen said, spelling up his digital clock. He was happy for Sirius; the man had been through hell and came up wounded for it. He could see there had been so much more to the man before he had been sent to that hellhole. It showed in his eyes and his words. That and Remus would look at Sirius as if he would say or do something at certain times, but the dogman didn't react the way the werewolf thought he would. He concluded that the man he knew was not the man that Remus knew. It kinda made him sad, but still, there was hope now that Sirius was leaving that life behind and starting fresh.

"I hope it goes as planned," the glamored wizard said, a bit leery.

"For your sake, so do I," his godson said.

Minerva's POV

McGonagall made to the building they used for the Board meetings. She quickly went to the room assigned and upon entering she took a chair in the back. There was plenty of parents there and as each one spoke her fears that Dumbledore not coming back were correct. There were plenty of complaints against her, but she didn't worry too much about those, since she has tenure and had done nothing to warrant dismissal. Everything she had done was for the smooth running of the school. She was not going allow herself to be chastised for removing the distraction called Harry Potter.

After about a half an hour of listening to complaints, the Head of the Board, Abigail Sterns, tapped her gavel, and spoke, "Minerva McGonagall, we the Board would like to know just what is going on in that school? It has been brought to our attention that this is not the first year that one of your students, Harry Potter, had been put in a dangerous situation. All of which he has fought for his life and the safety of the school. Which is not his job, but the job of those in charge, such as yourself and Albus. This year alone the child had to overcome great difficulties brought on by a professor, no less. Then to be kidnapped and thrown in front of a dragon, while stunned. The DMLE has been asking about He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named, and they suggest that the child has faced him at least twice in the last four years. Now that Dumbledore is not around to squash things, we will have our answers," she stated firmly, glaring at her through horn-rimmed glasses. "We have received a donation from the child and a man named Reggie Sirius Grey. With this donation came the conditional addendem that it only be spent on the school, and a warning that the professors straighten up. There was word that they almost donated it to St. Mungo's because of the actions of the Headmaster and yourself. Care to explain?"

For the first time in years, Minerva McGonagall worried. Nothing spoke to the Board like money.

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