Harry’s Help

The next day, Blaise and I got up early and made our way to the library. Rumor has it Harry and his gang of misfits were researching something and I realized that they are looking for information on Nicholas Flamel. Hoping he will here us out, we push open the library doors.

They were currently sitting at a table neck deep in books. We walked over and immediately Ron scowls, 'Looks like he still hasn't gotten over his hatred of Slytherin," I thought with a sigh.

"What do you want Malfoy?" Ron rudely asks. Harry glances at Ron annoyed at his bigotry. It seems he is giving us a chance, that'll help for sure. Hermione looked scandalized, "Ronald!"

"Hi Ares, good to see you." Harry says with a smile.

"Yeah, sorry for not talking to you sooner, Slytherin is a rough place. I got a shit just for talking to Neville, imagine how much people would turn on me if they saw me with Harry Potter." I say chuckling at Hermiones shout of indignation of, "Language!"

"I understand, what can I help you with?" Harry asks.

"That is the question, do you think we could talk about this alone? It's a pretty sensitive subject." As soon as the words leave my mouth Ron jumps up and shouts, "There's no way Harry will go anywhere with you slimy, Slytherins!"

Blaise turned an angry glare at Ron and took a step forward, but I put an arm on his shoulder and shook my head. We didn't need to add anymore tension to the situation. Harry turned an angry glare at Ron and said, "Ron, don't speak for me, I'm perfectly capable of speaking for myself. Ares, is this really so important I can't trust my two best friends with it."

I turned a pleading look at Harry, "Harry, you were my first friend, even I haven't acted like it recently. I won't lie I'm in a lot of trouble and I need your help. I'm begging you to please discuss this in private."

Harry looks at me and nods. Ron's face turns red and he gets up and leaves. Hermione looks proud of Harry and we adjourn to a far away table. "Now that we are in private tell me how can I help you."

I took a deep breath and say, "First I need to tell you what's happened in the past couple of days. You know how my Father isn't the nicest bloke around right."

Harry nods with a look that made it obvious that his wording would be less polite than mine. "Well, over the Yule break I broke into my Fathers dungeons under the house. I found some incriminating files on him and multiple Noble Lords whose children are in Slytherin."

Harry looked shocked, "So do you need me to take it to Dumbledore or something? I know that most Slytherins don't particularly care for him, but I'd figured that you would have tried to turn this in at your earliest opportunity. I know you said you weren't fond of your Father."

I snort at the massive understatement, "No Harry, if it was that simple I wouldn't have bothered you. None of the files would get any of them arrested, but I still anonymously sent it to the Head of the DMLE, though I did keep some as leverage for another matter that I'll tell you about soon. Anyway, fast forward to yesterday, I was called into a meeting with the higher powers of Slytherin."

I explained the powers of Slytherin and who they were. I don't lose anything from revealing who they are, most of the 7th years know who they are anyways. "So I was called into the meeting and was basically threatened to confirm to the pureblood movement, they even said they had someone watching Blaise as well. Feeling backed into a corner I exposed that I have the incriminating files on their family's and threatened to release them, not mentioning that I had already released a certain amount already, and I did so in a way that they couldn't touch me afterwords. So basically I bluffed the strongest powers of Slytherin into doing what I say.

Harry was stunned, he couldn't believe the amount of danger just living in Slytherin house could put you in. "So it sounds like you've solved it already right?"

I chuckle at his naïveté, "Harry, you're very naïve, how do you think their Lords will feel once they find out I have evidence that could possibly put them I. Azkaban? I'll have assassins after me for the rest of my days, I will be dead by my second-year unless I figure out a way to protect myself."

Harry paled at that not knowing what to say. I prayed he'd hear me out after this, "So that's where you come I Harry, tell me, have you heard of Sirius Black?"

Harry shook his head and i say, "He was originally supposed to be your Godfather."

Harry froze and anger creeped up to his features, "Then were has he been?" He said in a deceptively calm tone.

"He's in Azkaban," Harry looked shocked at that, "he was thrown in their for supposedly betraying your parents to Voldemort."

Blaise shutters at that, and Harry jumped up in rage, "WHY ARE YOU TELLING ME THIS!"

"Because I feel that he is completely innocent." I say calmly.

Harry looks at me for any sign of deception, sits back down and grits out, "Explain."

I sighed in relief, 'Good, he's hearing me out.' "It all started when I asked mother who the current Lord Black was, that being Mother's maiden family, they might be able to adopt us into the family if something were to happen. It took her a while but she eventually found that Sirius Black is the current Lord Black."

Harry looks at me like, 'So?'

Sometimes it amazes me how he's functioning in the wizarding world without knowing the laws, "You cannot be a Lord and be convicted of a crime that has sent you to Azkaban, currently or in your past."

Harry still looked lost so I said, "Harry, use your brain. If Sirius is the current Lord Black and he is in Azkaban, that means he was put in Azkaban without a trial, which is illegal. This is most likely a political move because of how dark the Black family was before the rest died off, and now with no one to claim it the Black Fortune can be claimed by the Ministry."

Harry gasped when everything lined up, "Is it really that easy to steal someone's fortune?"

"No, that's we're they messed up. Since Sirius is currently Lord Black, the goblins won't let them touch a single Knut of the Black gold. I don't know if Fudge knows of this because it happened before he took office, but I know for sure that Barth Crouch, Millicent Bagnold, and …. Albus Dumbledore knew he didn't have a trial for sure."

"No, Dumbledore wouldn't do that!" Harry shouted. I shook my head I didn't realize how early Dumbledore put his hero worship into Harry.

"Harry he has been Chief Warlock since before the war, there isn't a Wizangamot that goes by that he doesn't proceed over. He would know if he had a trial because Dumbledore was said to be very close with Sirius Black, James Potter, Remus Lupin, and Peter Pettigrew. From what Mother told me, they were all apart of his vigilante group in the war called the Order of the Phoenix. If Sirius hasn't had a trial yet, it's because Dumbledore doesn't want him too."

Harry is speechless, he couldn't believe Dumbledore would do something like this, but Harry hasn't known Dumbledore that long so he will wait and see whether he can trust him or not.

"What I want from you is I want you to send a letter to Amelia Bones and ask for a meeting, she will likely do so if it's a meeting with the boy-who-lived, do not mention Sirius in the letter. Just say that you want to meet about a serious legal matter that you would like her assistance with."

Harry looked deep in thought, but eventually nodded saying he go along with it. I gave him a date and time that I'd be free for the meeting.

"The second thing I need you to do is to contact Sirius and let him know what's happening." I said. This would be the hard part, Harry argues with me back and forth on why we should do it, but I finally got him to agree so that we could know from his perspective what happened. It would give Sirius a good time to mention Peter Pettigrew.

I tell Harry the way to use the old rule, he just had to send a bit of blood to verify his claim of heir Black, and they will allow him to send the message without notifying any nosy parties. I make sure to inform him to send the letter to Overseer Ragnock, and coach him on what to say.

Once we had everything worked out we went back to the dorms to relax before classes tomorrow. On our way back, the looks the other Slytherins had sent us, made it clear that word had spread. My nerves were stretched thin, the isolation I wouldn't mind, but the constant eyes on us makes me think that any second someone will be shooting a spell at one of us. 'I need to make this happen quick,' I think as I fall asleep.

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