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Hoping this letter finds you in good health,
Heri Potter
5th-year Hufflepuff Prefect
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Dumbledore read over the very politely put-together note once again and shook his head wryly. Only Heri Potter would send a letter in advanced to her professors to inform them that she was boycotting a class in protest of the instructor. For all that she was such a retiring girl she certainly didn't put up with much. She was a bit like her mother in that respect.
The headmaster sighed when he realised that there would now be a drove of students refusing to attend History of Magic. Sometimes it was quite troublesome how the other students were so eager to follow the Potter girl's lead.
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DAILY PROPHET
* Wizarding Britain's Premier News Source *
(January 14nd, 1996)
MASS OUTBREAK FROM AZKABAN! YOU-KNOW-WHO RETURNS?
By Live-Action Correspondent, Sulplice Quimbledorn
Late last evening, a handful of bedraggled and singed prison guards stumbled into the Aurors' Office, shouting that ten prisoners had escaped. Their accounts of the breakout go from shocking to horrifying as they related that several dementors had turned on them as well. (See 3rd page for more on the last account of rouge dementors) One man was a trembling mess when he recounted that the escapees had been rejoicing loudly, praising their 'lord' for coming to rescue them.
Minister Fudge had this to say . . .
Dear Luke,
I hope Hedwig has found you in good health and that neither of you attacked the other upon meeting. I assume you can see her four legs and general terrifyingness as well? Rest assured, claw-scratches aside, I would not send her if I thought she would try to eat you. I suppose she is technically a 'monster,' but she has never shown any aggression towards demigods beyond what she shows for any other person. Please feed her a stray animal to temper any aggression she might show.
It was my hope that you would regard my house as a sort of safe-house and stay there a while longer, but I would understand if you didn't. Feel free to return at any point, I've instructed my 'invisible servants' as you call them to care for you if you ever come back. I only request that you keep the enclosed ring on you at all times.
You're nearly too old for it, but the ring should hide your scent from monsters while you wear it. I've made a similar trinket for Allie, so you don't have to worry about him if you're not in the area. It's meant for children under the age of twelve, so I hope you get as much use out of it as you can while you still can. Please stay safe.
Love,
Heri
It was an inescapable fact that no good news came from a late-night caller during times of civil unrest. Equally as inescapable was the fact that Number 12 Grimmauld Place had been playing host to several of those late-night callers for quite some time now, nearly a year now to be exact. Whether in the form of a hodgepodge crowd arriving to pool whatever information they had gleaned covertly, or shifty messengers checking in under the cover of the dead of night, the inhabitants of Number 12 had become quite used to the cloak-and-dagger routine and the inevitable solemnity that came with it. The Order of the Phoenix, for all its good intentions, was still undeniably a vigilante group.
The first iteration of these clandestine occurrences happened the night that the current residents had returned from their holiday overseas. It turned out that Sirius and Remus had been keeping contact with other members of the Order since the reinstatement of the group at the end of Heri's fourth year at school. When word was sent out that they were returning to England, it was decided that a proper meeting with all the current members in attendance was in order. Since then, Number 12 had become the official headquarters of the Order, the Black Family wards on top of a Fidelius Charm being absolutely nothing to scoff at.
Heri had remained distanced from the goings-on since her return home after fifth-year, partly because the Order members didn't feel right about having an under-age witch involved, no matter who she was, and partly because Heri herself had no interest in joining in. She respected the importance of what they were doing, but she couldn't think of any benefit for anyone for her to even just sit in on meetings. Sirius and Remus already told her about things like Death Eater activities, anything more would just be redundant since she couldn't contribute in any espionage anyway.
Since the traffic through the lower floors of the house had increased, another fireplace had been installed up on the third floor for Heri and her friends to use. The entirety of the third floor had more or less been gifted to Heri when she had arrived, so the Floo address was 'Number 12 1/5, Potter Residence.' The Floo had been put to good use as of late because word had gotten to them (via Professor Snape's report at a meeting) that Voldemort had indeed gotten himself re-embodied somehow through nefarious means, so Heri's two guardians had become exceedingly reluctant to allow her outside of the protection of the wards. This resulted in numerous slumber-parties, many that included the boys as well when Zacharias' and Ernie's parents (who held Ministry positions) wanted their boys somewhere extra safe while they were away on business.
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