𝘏𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘺 𝘗𝘰𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘌𝘣𝘰𝘯𝘺 𝘛𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘯𝘦

Chapter 10 - Results

I have attached another letter along with this one, this one for you. You may need to be nearby to help her decode it if necessary.

Lastly, I want to thank you. It means a lot to me you know some of my past. You are the only one that does, and as much as it hurts to relive it, I'm glad that you asked.

Harry.

Harry folded the letter and put it in a pile of letters on his desk. He held out a hand and Hedwig flew from her perch to land on his wrist, her sharp talons careful not to damage his skin. The owl nuzzled against his cheek as he patted her with his free hand.

"Hey Hedwig, do you think you can deliver these letters? I'll probably be back at Hogwarts by the time you're done with your deliveries. Can you deliver Fleur's last then rest there for a while, I'm sure that she'll spoil you." Harry grinned at the owl as she gave a soft nip at his ear before she took the letters and flew out the window.

The next morning, Harry made his way downstairs after a hectic night of training with Godric. Their training was getting harder, Godric having started Harry on duelling. They now focussed about half their time on learning new spells while the rest of the time they were increasing Harry's ability to think on his feet in different environments and developed his fighting skills.

As Harry sat down at the kitchen bench with Sirius, the man handed the Prophet to him without a word.

Harry glanced at the picture on the front page and let out a sigh. It showed Fleur and himself at Florean Fortescues, enjoying their ice cream together.

"This is front page news? Shouldn't they be focusing on something else, like maybe the inferi or something?" Harry asked Sirius, the irritation in his tone wasn't missed as Sirius grinned at him.

"Oh, it gets better pup." Sirius gave a dark laugh before going back to his breakfast.

Boy-Who-Lived, Caught?

The Boy-Who-Lived has been seen walking through DIagon Alley with the quarter veela Fleur Delacour, Beauxbatons champion in the ill-fated Triwizard Tournament held earlier this year. While the two looked happy to be in each other's company, it appeared that the Boy-Who-Lived wasn't enough for the young woman who received a great deal of attention from the men around her.

Is it morally acceptable for the Boy-Who-Lived to be with an older, part magical creature?

Is this part veela to black for the beliefs of the Boy-Who-Lived?

Perhaps she is the cause of his attention seeking behaviour? That her poor showing in the tragic Triwizard Tournament was due to her spending her time seducing  and tarnishing the Boy-Who-Lived?

Before the two left the Leaky Cauldron on their impromptu date, there was a fight that broke out where the Boy-Who-Lived brawled with an innocent bystander.

Rest assured dear readers, I will follow  our tarnished saviour to find out the answers we all are looking for.

Sandy Cinder.

Harry clenched his jaw before he let out a low growl.

"Read the next page, pup." Sirius added before taking a sip of his coffee.

Inferi Menace continues with Dark Mark sighted.

The inferi menace is continuing across the world. Every day there are more sightings and aurors are dispatched to control the inferi are not being controlled.

They are acting purely on their own dark magic fuelled instincts.

But that begs the question, how did this inferi menace begin? They don't simply wake up on their own, so something else wakes them up.

But what?

There have also been sightings of the dark mark, last seen at the Quidditch world cup last year and before that last seen at Godric's Hollow the night the dark lord fell.

These latest sightings of the dark mark raise questions about who is using it?

Are these dark marks from the same people who caused the damage at the Quidditch World Cup or could there be truth to what Harry Potter and Albus Dumbledore are saying?

Could He-Must-Not-Be-Named truly back?

Time will tell dears readers, and rest assured I will continue searching for the answers.

Justine Jennings.

Harry put down the paper and gave a sigh. He could feel the frustration of Godric, he knew he wasn't ready to get involved as much as he hated to admit it.

"How will I be continuing my training while at Hogwarts?" Harry asked, buttering a piece of toast.

"I mean, I'll have classes and won't be able to disappear all day to train." He continued, chewing on his toast in thought.

Sirius looked at Remus who had joined them while Harry had read the paper.

"We've looked into that pup and we think we have an idea. But it involves Dumbledore giving the okay." Sirius said, sighing at Harry's expectant look.

"Okay pup, fine. Dumbledore still has Hermione's Time turner from your third year." Sirius grumbled at Harry's blank look.

"Really?" Harry drawled.

"After all the trouble that thing caused?" He continued while Sirius grinned.

"And innocent lives saved right?" Sirius asked, to which Harry grinned and nodded.

"Yeah, yeah that's right, we saved you. May have made a mistake there." Harry winked at Remus who covered his grin while Sirius squawked with indignance.

"Hey." Sirius growled.

Harry was silent for a moment as he finished his toast.

"Who will I be training with at the castle?" He asked, meeting Remus' gaze.

Both men wore wide grins.

"Us. Dumbledore wanted to increase security around the castle, and he needed a DADA teacher, for which I accepted." Sirius gave his godson a proud grin while Harry could only shake his head with his own grin on his face.

"I will also be in the castle frequently to assist the DADA teacher in planning and preparation." Remus added with his own grin.

Harry let out a breath, then noticed the clock on the wall and swore before running upstairs to get ready for the train ride back to Hogwarts.