Act I, Chapter 10: Legacy
"And its Gryffindor in possession again. The Slytherins are doing everything they can to take out the Gryffindor chasers. It's like they're not even trying to score!" Lee Jordan shouted as Harry hurtled towards the grass, eyes locked on the glint of gold he had seen not a second before.
"JORDAN! What did I tell you about non-bias commentating!" McGonagall snapped.
"That it's not as much fun?" Lee asked innocently.
A whistling sound was coming from his left. Harry corkscrewed on the Firebolt, narrowly missing the bludger that shot past his ear. He looked down, but the Snitch had vanished. Harry flicked a glance over his shoulder. Malfoy was right behind him. Harry grinned, if he couldn't catch the Snitch, then he'd have some fun with Malfoy instead. Harry kept accelerating down, using the Firebolt's incredible speed to stay just out of the Slytherin seeker's reach. The turf was coming fast, and Jordan sounded like he was having a heart attack.
"Look at that Firebolt go! I've never seen acceleration like that, Malfoy can barely keep… Wait a second, Potter looks like he's going to plummet straight into the ground! ABORT! ABORT!"
Harry kept going. Twenty meters… ten meters… he could see the blades of grass now. He reached out his arm, he had to make this look good after all. Five meters… Harry jerked his broom up, spinning himself around so he was upside down. His back grazed the grass, but his broom never touched the ground. He pushed his broom up and soared back into the sky at an almost vertical angle. Whether it was Malfoy's fault, or his broom's, Harry couldn't tell, but the Slytherin had crashed face first into the ground. He lay in a crater of dirt, his broom cracked down the handle and sticking out of the earth at an odd angle. From what Harry could see, his arm was in a bad way, but he looked okay.
"HOLY SHIT! Harry Potter just executed a perfect Wronski Feint!" Lee screamed. McGonagall was in too much shock to even think about correcting his language. In fact, the entire stadium seemed to be, as there wasn't a single sound coming from any of the stands. Well, almost the entire stadium.
Angelina, Katie and Alicia were streaking down the field towards the Slytherin goals, Angelina with the Quaffle in hand. The entire Slytherin team were staring at Malfoy's crater, not even noticing the danger they were in. Angelina pulled back her arm and sent the Quaffle flying straight through the centre hoop.
"YES! YES!" Wood screamed, throwing his fist in the air. The Gryffindors seemed to take this as a signal because a second later they were all on their feet screaming his name.
"POTTER! POTTER! POTTER!"
Harry turned towards them and grinned like a madman. Standing in the back row were Professor Lupin, Hagrid and a large shaggy black dog.
As soon as they were released from the Hospital Wing, two days after the attack, Harry, Ron and Hermione raced to the Sixth Floor Corridor. Praying to every god that he knew, Harry placed his hand over the Home rune and whispered, "Marauders Forever." The painting swung open to the sound of raucous laughter.
"And so then James and I levitated each other back down into the Ravenclaw common room, and chest bumped – the knickers still in our hands!" Sirius's voice exclaimed, and the room burst into laughter again. Harry turned to Ron and Hermione, grinning like an idiot. Then he turned on his heal and raced around the corner. The clock hands of Moony and Padfoot finally pointed Home.
"You're forgetting the best part!" Remus wheezed as the trio rounded the corner.
"That was the best part!" Sirius defended, taking a long pull of a glass bottle full of brown liquid that seemed to be on fire. Remus, Fred, George, Ginny, Matt, Jessica, Luke, Danny and Luna were all sitting around him at the kitchen bench on bar stools, mugs of Butterbeer in their hands.
"No. The best part was that when you chest bumped, you miss-timed it and fell backward into the bookshelf. Sent the whole thing crashing to the ground, waking up the entire house! We had to run like hell to escape after that! Thank god for the map, or we would have been toast!" Remus exclaimed. Ginny's Butterbeer came flying back out in all directions, spattering all over the table, Sirius and Remus.
"Did you get the knickers?" Fred asked, a look of awe on his face.
"Oh, you bet we did. One pair each from each house. They're framed in the Library, should still be there!" Sirius barked, the brown liquid sloshing as he held the bottle up in the air.
"They most certainly are not!" Hermione exclaimed, stalking forward, stunning the inhabitants of the room, who hadn't realised they had even arrived. "I got rid of those horrible things when I inventoried the library! And you! Giving a bunch of second years Butterbeer! I expected more from you Professor Lupin!" Lupin, who still didn't look back to his usual self, fell right off his chair, landing in a heap on the ground.
"it's Prefect Hermione…"
"Everybody hide your pranks!" the twins finished together.
"That is really creepy. You know that right?" Jessica said, looking between the two Weasleys. Fred and George mock bowed, and Jessica rolled her eyes.
"Sirius, you made it!" Harry beamed, making his way over to Sirius. He looked a lot better, evidently having changed clothes and showered. He had also shaved and cut his hair. He still looked sunken and pale, but the lifeless look had vanished from his face.
"Thanks to you and your friends yeah. I honestly don't know what I would have done without you." Sirius, swaying slightly, jumped off his seat and pulled Harry into a hug, which he hesitantly returned. There were only two people he would let hug him without permission. Hermione and Ginny. Hermione because she wouldn't stop however many times he asked, Ginny because whenever she did the Gemini Rune glowed with warmth, and he found he quite enjoyed the sensation.
"Ok, now everyone's here," Sirius said, releasing Harry and sitting carefully back on his seat. "Can somebody tell me what in the name of all that is holy is going on around here?"
Harry turned to Ron and nodded sharply. The redhead smirked and pulled a jar out of his robe pocket, placing it on the bench. Inside was the petrified form of Scabbers, aka Peter Pettigrew, aka Wormtail.
Harry shot towards the front row of the Gryffindor stand. Ginny was standing with Hermione, Ron, Luke, Matt, Foggy, Luna, Danny and a once again red-head Jessica, her finger pointed upwards. Floating just above her head, was the Golden Snitch.
Harry swooped over the crowd, plucking the Snitch from the air and winking at her. Ginny blushed a shade of red Harry found particularly gorgeous as the Gryffindor's, seeing what was sitting between his index finger and thumb, screamed louder than they ever had before.
"HARRY POTTER HAS CAUGHT THE SNITCH! GRYFFINDOR WINS THE QUIDDITCH CUP!" Lee shouted his voice hoarse and started breaking down into the magical microphone.
The rest of the team rushed over to him, crashing their brooms against his.
"We won!" Oliver cried, his voice shaking as he clapped Harry on the shoulder. Then he turned to Alicia and snogged her in mid-air as the team hovered over the stands. Harry looked down and saw Luke standing beneath him. He winked and let himself fall from the broom. Luke caught him without flinching, as Harry knew he would.
"Ok, ok. So. Let me get this straight. You two almost got eaten by a giant snake and came out of it with some sick tattoos that give you freaky dreams, react violently to the Dementors and seemingly have minds of their own." Sirius said, pointing between Harry and Ginny.
"That's right," Harry said, laughing at his simple explanation of the Gemini Rune. Sirius turned to Hermione.
"You have perfect memory because you let Harry experiment on you..."
Hermione scoffed, "He didn't exactly ask permission first."
"… and you're a genius." Hermione shut right up after that.
"You accidentally had a mass murderer as a pet," Sirius continued, gesturing to Ron.
"Didn't need to rub it in," he mumbled. Sirius laughed and clapped the redhead on the back.
"You're their twin brothers who are renowned pranksters, and you rescued our map from Filch in your first year,"
The twins nodded their heads so fast Harry thought they might fall off.
"Excellent, men after my own heart. Thank you for rescuing my baby." Remus scoffed, but Sirius ignored him, turning towards Matt.
"Your blind, but can sense the ambient magic in your surroundings,"
"Bout sums it up," Matt said, leaning back in his seat.
"And you're the same, but instead of see you can hear it?" Sirius asked, looking at Luna, who was staring glassy-eyed at her empty Butterbeer mug.
"Mmmmh," She murmured. Jessica lightly grabbed Luna's shoulder and the blonde's head slowly lifted upright.
"Luna? How many Butterbeers have you had?" Danny asked as Luna began to slide backwards. Danny and Jessica quickly pushed her back onto the seat.
"Only sevvvven," she slurred. Remus' eyes bugged out of his head.
"Seven?! How did I not notice that?"
"Because I put a shot of Firewhiskey in your Butterbeer Moony," Sirius said sheepishly.
"You what!" Whatever Padfoot would have said was drowned out by the sound of Luna's head hitting the table with a soft thunk.
Everyone stared in shock as Sirius shrugged and gestured with his Firewhiskey to Danny.
"You're a Ninja, and you can do wandless magic too?"
"It's called Chaste Magic. It's a lost art only taught by the Magical Monks of Kun Lun." Danny said. Harry was sure Danny's explanation went right over Sirius's head, but Hermione and Remus lapped up every word.
"And you're the Slytherin that saw the light," Sirius said finally, looking at Jessica, who was staring at the Firewhiskey bottle in his hand, clearly trying to figure out how to get some for herself.
"Pot meet kettle, Black. Your whole family has been dark and in Slytherin for generations."
"Not true! I have a cousin who married a Muggleborn!" Sirius proclaimed, shaking his bottle at her.
Jessica just rolled her eyes, but her smile didn't leave her face.
"What I don't understand is how you were able to kick that door in," Jessica said, putting her arms on the bench and staring at Luke, who had suddenly found the floor very interesting. "That door went flying into the room and shattered into a bunch of pieces. Not only that, but there were powerful locking charms on that door, you should not have been able to simply 'kick it'."
Luke took a deep breath and looked up. Somehow, he looked like he had aged years in the few seconds he had broken eye contact. Harry thought he looked a lot like Remus did the day after the Full Moon every month actually.
"I've got Giants blood. Not as much as Hagrid mind you, but it's there. I've got the impenetrable skin and the strength, but not the height, which isn't that bad, all things considered." He looked around the faces in the room. Ginny and Ron looked quite shocked, Danny wasn't fazed, Matt was watching Luna, who was snoring softly on the table, Hermione was staring, and her hand was twitching, almost as if she were trying to write with an invisible quill, Lupin shrugged non-pulsed and Sirius seemed to be about to head the same way as Luna, given the glazed eyes and the swaying. Harry inwardly smirked, he'd get Hermione to give him a lecture on everything the people said with some help from the Pisces Rune as payback for spiking Remus' drink. Actually, come to think of it, the Pisces Rune should have worn off by now. He must have done it better than he thought. He'd have to ask her later.
"Luke, Lupin is a werewolf, Matt's a blind ninja, Black is a wanted criminal, I'm a blood-traitor and Potter here makes friends with literally everyone. Did you honestly think we'd care that you had giants blood? I definitely do not want to the know how the mechanics of something like that are even possible, but it doesn't mean we're going to look at you any differently." Jessica said softly, staring at her hands. Harry wondered if that was the first time she had really understood just what she had gotten herself involved in. She was as much a blood-traitor as the Weasleys were now.
"She's got a point, Luke, I do have a habit of making friends with strange and unique people. What's another one on the list?" Harry said, easing the tension in the room.
"If you need any help with it Luke you can always come to me, my door is always open to you," Lupin said, gripping the boy's shoulder.
Luke hoisted Harry aloft, and the crowd surged around him. He was riding on a sea of outstretched arms as Gryffindor slowly made their way down to the pitch, where Madam Hooch was standing next to Dumbledore, the gleaming Quidditch cup between them. Once they were on the field, Hagrid grabbed Harry out of the crowd and plopped him on his shoulders.
"GO! GO! GRYFFINDOR!" Hagrid bellowed, and Harry raised his hands to his ears. There was definitely a wet sticky substance coming out of them. Harry turned to the stage. Oliver and the rest of the team, which had somehow made it not only to the ground but to the front of the wave of people while Harry wasn't looking, were stepping up to take the Trophy from Dumbledore. Angelina was sobbing into George's shirt, and Harry laughed at George, who was smirking at Fred, who had a look of fury seemingly constrained only by the sheer joy of the occasion. Oliver shook hands with Dumbledore and McGonagall and hoisted the cup in the air. The screaming erupted again, and Hagrid finally relented, dropping Harry down onto the stage with his team. The seven of them bunched together in a circle and started jumping up and down.
"GO! GO! GRYFFINDOR! GO! GO! GRYFFINDOR! GO! GO! GRYFFINDOR!"
Harry couldn't get the chant out of his ears for a week and, although it was not overly helpful for his studying, he wouldn't have it any other way.
Harry and Ginny sat down side by side on the seat next to the window in the last compartment of the Hogwarts Express. The term was over, and for the first time in living memory, Harry was looking forward to the Summer Break.
The Gemini Rune purred happily on Harry's neck. Ginny had placed her hand on his leg. The sun glowing in through the open window was illuminating her hair and making her eyes sparkle. She had undoubtedly grown the past nine months. She was still a head shorter than he was it was true, but she had grown in other areas. She was definitely curvier, and she had lost some of the baby fat from her face.
"Harry, you're staring," Ginny said, her mouth twitching into a slight smile, her voice the same tone that Fred and George adopted when they were scheming.
Harry blushed Weasley red and mumbled an apology, before turning back to the window. Ginny snuggled up to him, and he had to admit he quite enjoyed the feel of her against him. Harry's eyes widened, and he risked a glance down at the girl leaning against him. Enjoyed! What was that supposed to mean?! Harry took a deep breath and ran a hand through her hair, feeling the smoothness of it beneath his fingers. He would deal with… with whatever was going on with Ginny later. Right now, he had another question to ask her before the others arrived.
"Gin, do you have any idea why the Dragon and Phoenix Rune keeps vanishing, but the Gemini Rune doesn't?" he asked softly.
Ginny looked up at him.
"I was thinking about that myself actually. I reread through the first chapter of Ancient Runes of Forgotten Civilisations again but couldn't find any reference to it. I checked the other books in the library while you were in exams and couldn't find anything in there either." Ginny shuddered slightly, and Harry subconsciously moved the hand running through her hair to sit across her shoulders.
"I did think though. What if… what if Dumbledore made it turn invisible somehow?" Harry looked down at her and found himself staring into those sparkling chocolate orbs again. They were like a whirlpool Harry thought, desperately trying to pull him in. He fought back another blush and turned back to the window.
"Maybe… I guess it would make sense. It always shows up when danger's nearby. It burned brighter than I'd ever seen it before when we went back in time, and I fought the Dementors again. And when we were in the city… It was like it was calling to me. I don't know what it is, but I intend to find out. And if Dumbledore has put some sort of charm on it to hide it from me…" Harry balled his hand into a fist.
"I think we need to get back inside the city," Ginny said at length. Harry frowned.
"The only time we've been there was when Dumbledore visited you on the holidays, or when we were near the Dementors. Somehow I don't think doing either of those things are a good idea."
"No, no. Not like that. I think we need to get inside of our own free will. It's inside our heads, right? Now that your inside, we should be able to get in there without having to fall unconscious." Harry pursed his lips.
"I don't know," he admitted, "I'll ask Remus about it, see if he knows something about getting inside our own minds." Ginny nodded and placed her head on his shoulder.
A few minutes later, a familiar set of arguing voices came down the corridor.
"Honestly Ronald, would it kill you to learn some manners?" Hermione asked.
"Wha're mannurs?" Ron asked through a mouth of food. The duo moved into the compartment, Luna and Matt behind them. Foggy was apparently busy trying to get Parvati Patil to go out on a date with him and declined to join them.
"My point exactly," Hermione huffed, sitting down next to Ginny. Ron shrugged and sat down opposite Harry. Ron looked at Harry and Ginny, who was still curled up into his side, and frowned. Harry's hand moved toward his wand, expecting a confrontation, but Ron just looked down at the open chocolate frog box in his hand and pulled out the card.
"Hey, I got Ptolemy!" He exclaimed.
Harry frowned, and saw Matt slide his wand back into the holster on his leg out of the corner of his eye. Harry looked over at Luna, who was staring at him dreamily and mouthed, 'tell Matt thank you'. Luna smiled and whispered in Matt's ear. Matt then turned in Harry's direction and nodded.
"Ptolemy was a wizard?!" Hermione asked, her mouth falling open.
"Yep," Jessica said, stepping into the compartment with red-hair and Gryffindor robes, "He was an Arithmancer and an expert at Ancient Runes, particularly runes based on constellations. His theories are incredibly advanced, it's no wonder you haven't heard of him yet. He's only taught in NEWT level classes." Jessica sat down between Matt and Ron, before smirking at Harry and Ginny, leaning back, lifting her legs and placing them on Harry's knee. Ginny scowled at her and Harry and Hermione laughed.
"Then why do you know about him?" Hermione asked.
Jessica's smile vanished in an instant, "I just do." Hermione frowned and appeared to be about to begin an interrogation when Luke and Danny stepped in, sliding the compartment door behind them.
"Your right Hermione, the compartments definitely expand," Danny said, taking a seat next to Luna. He was wearing a green t-shirt that said Sweet Christmas.
"Of course, she's right. Hermione's read Hogwarts: a History so many times she could recite it off the top of her head even without the Pisces Rune," Ron exclaimed. Hermione blushed but said nothing.
The train jolted, and slowly began to move down the track. Harry sighed as the tall towers of Hogwarts castle slowly receded and vanished.
"Cheer up Harry. You'll be closer to it than any of us," Matt pointed out.
"I don't know if being in a different dimension counts as being closer," Harry admitted, "but at least I never have to go back to the Dursley's. Not that I think they'd take me anyway, considering what I did to Aunt Marge."
"I wonder if someone ever got around to puncturing her and returning her to normal?" Ginny giggled.
"I hope the Snorkacks didn't get her. She can't be very healthy. All that negativity rots the soul you know," Luna said, her tone deadly serious.
"It certainly does," Harry said.
The compartment lapsed into a comfortable silence for a few minutes before Hermione perked up.
"Oh, I forgot to tell you all. I dropped Muggle Studies this morning. That means I'll have a normal schedule next year," she said.
"So, no more time turning?" Danny asked.
"Well, I don't know about that," she said sneakily. She glanced towards the door, then lifted the time-turner on its golden chain out of her pocket.
"You kept it!" Luke gawked.
"How'd you manage that!?" Ginny asked, instantly sitting up and touching the necklace in reverence.
"Well, you know how I locked myself up in the Home after we got the exam results two days ago," Hermione began, and Harry, Ron and Ginny all nodded.
"Yeah. We assumed it was because Harry beat you in the Ancient Runes and Defence Against the Dark Arts exams," Ron said, and Harry blushed bright red. He had beat Hermione and topped Ancient Runes by a single mark. Hermione and Daphne, who had drawn second, were understandably annoyed with him over it, but Professor Babbling had been absolutely ecstatic. She actually wouldn't let him leave until he told her how he had known the translation for the Scutum Rune. He had been sheepishly forced to admit to her that he had read about it in Ancient Runes of Forgotten Civilisations, rather than remembering it from her brief mention in class, but rather than being disappointed with him, she had actually congratulated him on his choice of additional reading materials. His DADA score hadn't overly surprised him though, considering not only his getting through Professor Lupin's obstacle course the fastest without triggering a single trap, but his Patronus had gotten him extra credit, which firmly put him in the lead. Hermione had naturally topped every other subject in the school (except for Divination). He was incredibly glad that for the first time he would have a Defence Against the Dark Arts Teacher two years in a row.
The biggest surprise had been Ginny. She and Matt had battled it out for top spots in Defence, Charms, Potions and Transfiguration, with Ginny taking Defence and Charms and Matt just sneaking past her in Transfiguration and Potions. Ginny claimed he had used his powers to cheat. Matt just said he was using all options available to him.
"Well, I was actually using the Pisces Rune to help me create a replica of it. It's virtually identical to the original, except it doesn't actually turn time. I handed that to McGonagall."
"Hermione Granger, you cheeky little minx. I didn't know you had it in you," Jessica exclaimed.
"We will not be using it for fun and games. It will be held in reserve by me just in case we need it. I mean, what are the odds that we'll be on some other adventure next year? It could come in handy again," Hermione stated, sliding it back into her robes.
"Well, well, well. Look who it is, Potter and his posse. Hanging out with second years now? Does it make you feel smart?" Harry forced himself to look away from the window, to stare up at Draco, who was standing at the compartment door with Crabbe, Goyle, Blaze Zabini and Pansy Parkinson. Apparently, he had expected Harry would be with more people and had come prepared. Malfoy scanned the compartment, scowling at each member individually as he looked them over and apparently found them wanting. Then he stopped at Jessica.
"Wow, Potter, you must really like the redheads. You've already got two of them fawning over you." Draco frowned and Harry locked eyes with Jessica, who seemed to be in a state of well-controlled panic. Jessica's position, with her feet up on Harry's knee, meant her head was turned away from the compartment door, and her face was hidden by her hair. Harry didn't think Draco was smart enough to recognise her with her disguise, as she looked nothing like what she usually did. In fact, Harry suddenly realised, she practically changed her entire demeanour when she was posing as a Gryffindor. She was a brilliant actress. But even so, Harry wouldn't risk Malfoy seeing her face.
"Who even is this chick Potter?" Malfoy asked, seemingly confused. Harry said the first thing that came to mind.
"This is my cousin, Lily Evans. She's been at Hogwarts the last two years Malfoy. And you didn't even notice, did you? Wow. You really are thick. No wonder Hermione and I beat you in every class. I heard I even beat you in Potions, despite you and Snape trying to cause each potion I make to explode." Harry grinned as Malfoy's confused face was replaced by rage. Malfoy pulled his wand from his pocket, pointing it at Harry. Harry, feeling uncharacteristically bold after seeing his gambit with Jessica working, decided to up the anti.
"I wouldn't do that Malfoy. You see, I'm due to check in with my Godfather this weekend. You know? Sirius Black, escaped convict and mass-murderer? Surely Daddy dearest told you that he wasn't a part of Voldemort's little club. But he definitely killed all those people after Mum and Dad died. He has a bit of a temper you know. So, what do you think will happen when I tell him that you, the son of Lucius Bootlicker Malfoy, hexed my friends and me?" Harry asked him, his eyes twinkling in a remarkably accurate impression of Dumbledore. All the blood drained from Malfoy's face and the coward dropped his wand and backed out into the hallway.
"Oh, and Malfoy!" Ginny called, "Tell Snape the Marauders say hello!" Malfoy and his band scurried away, tails between their legs, and Harry's compartment started laughing. It was only now that Harry noticed that all eight of them had their wands discreetly in their hands, ready if Malfoy hadn't retreated. Luke slid the door closed and turned around, a massive smile on his face.
"Nice bluff Harry," he said.
"Yeh Harry, that was really clever," Hermione stated, clearly proud of him.
"Harry," Jessica whispered, dropping her legs to the floor and sitting up straight, "thank you."
"What are friends for cousin Lily," Harry smirked. Jessica slapped him lightly on the knee but laughed alongside the others.
"You know what we need?" Ron said suddenly, "We need our own team name. The Marauders have one, why don't we?"
"That's actually a good idea," Ginny stated, staring at her brother in bewilderment.
"Always the tone of surprise," Ron said, putting another chocolate frog in his mouth.
"I think we should name ourselves after the Fallywiggle. They've gotten a bad reputation since one accidentally killed Marylin Monroe," Luna said dreamily.
"How about the Canis Mienior? That's the Greek rune for Friends," Hermione suggested.
"I always thought the Fellowship was a cool name," Danny said.
Hermione blanched, "You stole that right from Tolkien! No! I won't accept such blatant plagiarism."
"Okay, how about the Friends of Hogwarts? Or is that too much of a Narnia rip off?" Matt said, raising an eyebrow. Hermione just scowled at him.
"Hey, why don't we take a leaf out of Malfoy's book? He seems to think we should call ourselves Harry's Posse. I personally prefer Harry's Posse of Wenches, but maybe that can be a group within the group for Ginny and me? Although, I suppose it's a bit weird now that I'm Harry's cousin and all. But that doesn't stop the other purebloods does it, so I don't mind if you don't Harry."
Ginny blushed scarlet and started stammering at Jessica's Cheshire smile, but Harry wasn't paying attention. He was looking out the window, thinking harder than he did on his Herbology exam (which wasn't entirely hard if he was honest). If they were going to have a name, it needed to mean something. The Marauders were a symbol. No one could catch them in their pranks. They were like a family, as evidenced by the Home, until they were betrayed from within. He glanced back at his friends. They were all laughing at a bright red Ginny, Harry guessed it was something Jessica said. They were just like the Marauders. They had been on adventures together, admittedly of different kinds but still. They all trusted each other, but, then again, so had the Marauders and they had cracked from within. He may not consider Matt, Jessica, Danny, Luke and Luna in the same sphere as Hermione, Ron and Ginny, but they had all stepped up to save Sirius's life without even asking or knowing any of the facts. If that didn't make them good people, Harry didn't know what did. But could he trust them? Suddenly, something Dumbledore said echoed through his mind. "It is our choices Harry, that show us what we are, far more than our abilities." His friends all had various abilities: Hermione her intellect, Danny his Chaste magic, Matt's sensing powers, Luke's strength, Luna's hearing, Ron's tactical mind, Jessica's cunning and he suspected more she had yet to tell them, and Ginny's raw power and leadership. But the choice had to be his. Dumbledore had said after he rescued the Philosophers Stone that Voldemort would one day return, and despite all the lies Dumbledore had told the past year, Harry was inclined to believe him if his last two years were anything to go by. What Harry really needed was a way to defend people from his parents' fate when that happened. And a group of people like the ones sitting around him now… that was a good start. And, as if struck by divine intervention, Harry knew exactly what their team should be called.
"How about the Defenders?" Harry said. The laughter died down, and everyone turned towards Harry.
"The Defenders?" Danny asked as if pondering it.
"Well we did defend Sirius from the Dementors Kiss," Luke said.
"And we defended Buckbeak by stopping him from being unjustly executed," Hermione said, a smile slowly creasing her lips.
"And you defended me, and the rest of the school from the Basilisk," Ginny said.
"And we defended the Philosophers Stone first year," Ron added.
"Defenders… hmmm, sounds like a comic book I read once." Luna said thoughtfully.
"I like it. It's a good statement," Matt said.
All eyes turned to Jessica. The Slytherin, who quite clearly thought the idea of naming themselves was utterly ridiculous, sighed and looked Harry in the eye.
"I told you once, and I'll tell you again. I'll follow you into this Harry Potter. If that means being one of your Defenders, so be it. At least it's a cool name."
Harry grinned, "Defenders it is then."
"Does that mean we get code-names then?" Luna asked. Jessica groaned and smacked her head on the compartment wall.
"Not yet. We have to earn our code-names, just like the Marauders did." Harry turned to Jessica. "Right, Lily?"
Jessica scrunched her eyes closed as the compartment broke into laughter. "I will not kill Harry Potter, I will not kill Harry Potter, I will not kill Harry Potter, I will not kill Harry Potter…" She began muttering like a mantra, which only served to create more laughter.
The Hogwarts Express pulled up to Platform Nine and Three Quarters and the newly christened Defenders – minus Jessica, who had retreated to transform back into her Slytherin persona – slowly made their way towards the barrier. On the other side, the duo said goodbye to Danny and Luke, who walked over to a man in a black suit holding a sign that said 'Rand'. Luke, whose family had been from Harlem in New York City, had been forced to move to England to live with his older cousin, who was deeply involved in gangs both in New York and London. As a result, he spent most of his time with Danny's family: The Rands of Rand Enterprises – one of the wealthiest companies in the world. Matt, his cane taping away as he walked, made his way over to his father, legendary Auror Jack Murdock, while Luna skipped over to her father, who dressed as strange as Luna talked. Finally, Hermione, Ginny, Ron and Harry walked over to Mrs Weasley, who seemed to already be berating Fred and George for something.
"I cannot believe I received an owl about you two stealing toilet seats from the bathrooms. You should both be ashamed of yourselves, and the less said about your grades, the better!"
"Oh! Ron, Ginny!" Mrs Weasley exclaimed as she saw them, rushing over to pull her youngest into a suffocating hug Harry was glad he was not a part of.
"Ah, Harry sweetheart, I haven't seen your Uncle anywhere. Admittedly that isn't entirely a bad thing as last year he kept looking at me funny, but how are you going to get home?"
"Don't worry Mrs Weasley, I know they aren't coming. Uncle Vernon said he had more important things to do. I'm taking the bus." Mrs Weasley frowned, completely missing George pull a shrunken toilet seat out of his pocket for Ginny, who had to shove her fist in her mouth to stop herself from laughing.
"Well, I'm not sure I like you being on your own, but it's not really up to me I suppose. Arthur's trying to get tickets to the World Cup this summer for the both of you so you can come with us." She said, gesturing to Harry and Hermione, who looked to each other with barely contained glee.
"We'll send an owl if we can get the tickets."
"Thank you, Mrs Weasley." Harry and Hermione said.
"Bye Ron. Bye Gin." Ginny looked back to him, and a look of confusion passed across her face, then she seemed to steel herself, before walking over and placing a kiss on his cheek. The Gemini Rune blazed with warmth, and Harry's face turned the colour of a ripe tomato.
"Bye Harry," Ginny said, ignoring the look of shock on Mrs Weasley's face as she skipped away.
Hermione turned to Harry and elbowed him the ribs.
"You are going to ask her out next year, aren't you?"
Harry scratched at his hair.
"I… I don't know. I'm not very good at this sort of thing, Hermione." Hermione gave him a sympathetic smile.
"Nobody is at first. If you want my advice, just be yourself. That's who she's head over heels for, so why do anything different?" With that, Hermione winked, turned her cart around and walked off to find her parents car.
Harry shook his head and pulled his necklace out from under his shirt. The two pendants were still shining away: Ginny's Zodiac, and his Mum's Amulet. He smiled at the thought of Ginny, took the amulet in his hand and whispered the magic word.
Kings Cross blurred away in a haze of rainbow colours, and Harry Potter, the Boy-Who-Lived, vanished from planet Earth.
So Ends Act I…
Thank you to the authors, contributors and editors of…
o The Superpower Wiki: wiki/Superpower_Wiki
o The Harry Potter Wiki: wiki/Main_Page
o The Marvel Wiki: wiki/Marvel_Database
o Archive of Our Own author 'smallbrownfrog' for their complete sourced index of characters, in the Harry Potter world collected in, The Hogwarts Years: Classmates, Birthdays, and Ages.
o The Order of the Phoenix by Ruskbyte and it's sequel: The Well of Shadows.
o Mutant Storm by Bobmin356
o Harry Potter and the Zodiac Charms by PulsarDragon
o Backwards with Purpose: Always and Always by deadwoodpecker
o and, The Amplitude Frequency and Resistance of the Soul Bond by Council
Finally, we'd like to once again thank Joanne Rowling for creating the incredible world that is Harry Potter and allowing us to play in it. I don't know what the world would be like if we knew nothing about Harry or his world.
Post Credits Teaser:
Next season on Harry Potter and the Gemini Curse:
Act II: The Goblet of Fire
Hogwarts is participating in The Triwizard Tournament, a competition between three of the eleven magical schools of the world held every five years. Harry Potter, finally pleased that he won't be at the centre of some grand mystery, decides to sit back and relax. Let somebody else have the fame and glory. But Harry's plans for a peaceful year get destroyed when the Goblet of Fire chooses him as the Hogwarts Champion. Now, Harry must participate in three deadly challenges against the champions of the Ilvermorny School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, and the Alcheringa Academy of the Magical Arts, all the while learning more about the Gemini Curse placed upon him in the Chamber of Secrets. Harry and his friends will need all their unique skills to navigate Harry's Fourth Year at Hogwarts School, but danger lurks around every corner, and the newly christened Defenders will lose one of their own forever!
The next adventure premiers Australia Day, January 26th, 2019 on Fanfiction. net and the Archive of Our Own.