"Works for me," he shrugged.
Walking over, both sat opposite the two girls in yellow trim.
"Hi!" Hermione brightly greeted them.
Both, though surprised 'Lord Potter and his betrothed' chose to sit opposite, softly returned, "Hello."
"I'm Harry," said Harry, offering his hand in a handshake to each. Followed by Hermione immediately doing the same.
"Megan," said one, with the other answering, "Lilith."
"I don't believe we've ever shared a workspace before," Harry smiled to them. "So, it's nice to meet you both."
Both girls tentatively smiled back as Megan said, "Same here."
As they pulled their Herbology texts and stationery out of their bookbags, Harry glanced over to Neville and the girls. He saw that Finch-Fletchley had chosen to sit with them.
'Smart boy,' he thought. 'He obviously knows all three are part of the Alliance and is making use of the opportunity to mix with them.'
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More than two hours after Dumbledore suffered his heart attack while being interrogated under Veritaserum, the old man was beginning to recover.
The first sign of that was his beginning to move in his bed.
The auror stationed to watch him immediately sent a Patronus message to 'The Boss', Madam Amelia Bones.
As Dumbledore more and more came around Bones, flanked by Moody and Robards, entered the ward from the secure entry.
Less than five minutes after he showed signs of waking, Dumbledore's eyes snapped open and he gave a gasp of shock; before then trying to rise. He couldn't, due to the restraints which held him to the bed.
A medi-witch immediately hustled in from her secured medi-witches' station and approached the bed. "Do not try to move, Mister Dumbledore. You are secured to a bed in the DMLE-secured wing of Saint Mungo's."
As the old man appeared confused for a few moments he eventually croaked, "Wa-ter?"
"Just a moment," she replied, turning to the bedside table and pouring him a mug of water into a thick ceramic tankard. Turning back she dropped a straw into it and held it for him as he took a few long sips.
A few seconds later, she pulled it away and said, "Not too much. Too much, too quick, and you'll just vomit it all up again."
Putting the tankard back on the bedside table, she quickly cast a few diagnostic charms over him before a look of satisfaction passed over her face. The old man was now clearly watching her. And had also already seen that Bones and three of her aurors were also in the room with them, watching him.
His expression showed he was annoyed with that.
Once the medi-witch was satisfied, she pulled away and said to Bones, "He's all yours. However, you're to spend no more than five minutes talking with him. After that, I order he be allowed to rest again."
Bones gave a single nod back and said, "Noted. Thank you." And the medi-witch returned to her office.
Looking to the young auror who had been tasked with watching him, she ordered, "Go join the medi-witch in her office until I call you back out again."
"Yes, Ma'am," replied the auror, standing and walking out.
Once the auror followed the medi-witch out through the door, pulling it shut behind him, Bones turned her attention back to the old man.
"Amelia―" he began, before she even had a chance.
"Prisoner Dumbledore," she returned.
Seeing the man give a slight wince, she continued, "You gave us quite a scare, there, Dumbledore. I've never before seen someone struggle so hard under Veritaserum they give themselves a heart attack. Consider me impressed."
"Thank you for your care," he sarcastically said.
"Oh, I don't care if you die while under Veritaserum, Mister Dumbledore," she returned. "I just care that you die before I get the answers to my questions."
Again, Dumbledore gave a small wince. "There is no need to be cruel, Am― Madam Bones. You need to learn to forgive."
"You have no right to ask for forgiveness unless you first come clean with your sins," she shot back. "Since you will not willingly come clean, you have not earned forgiveness. As such, no forgiveness will be given."
Dumbledore, with his eyes closed again, frowned.
"When you are well enough we will continue, Dumbledore," she continued. "While you are recovering from your cardiac arrest, I have Potions Masters developing versions of Veritaserum custom-designed with you in mind.
"Rest up. Get better. Then we start again."
Without waiting for a response she headed for the secure medi-witches' station to alert them she and her two Master Aurors were leaving again. And for the young auror to return to his post to watch him.
Once they'd gone, Dumbledore sighed.
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