Harry Potter and the Snow White Queen

Chapter III: The Odd Couples

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"Let me make sure I've got all my facts straight...after the Tri Wizard debacle, instead of being put in charge of Crouch's department you were given a position as Fudge's secretary. You went to the old man and he convinced you to be his in-ministry spy. Then, after you'd been spying for Albus for two years, he tells you that if he were to die then to come to me. Do I have my story straight, Percy Weasley?" Snape asked and took a sip of his scotch.

"Those are the facts," Percy replied, sitting on the sofa in Snape's sitting room.

"Care for a drink?"

"No, Penny would probably hit me with a frying pan if she smelled alcohol on my breath."

"Now, what did the old man want us to do from here?"

"I don't know."

"You can get back into the order's good graces. Tell them everything, tell them that Albus arranged his death."

"Why would Dumbledore do that?"

"To get out of Potter's way, as ludicrous is that sounds. His injury that he received was slowly killing him anyway."

"And just how do I convince them?"

"Here," Snape said and reached into his robes. He pulled out a vile with a silver liquid in it. "This is the memories of all those private conversations I had with that old man. It tells all. And Mr. Weasley..."

"Yes?"

"Get them to make sure Hogwarts stays closed. I would be the one to be put in charge if it opens for another term."

"I'll try."

"No Mr. Weasley, you will do," Snape retorted.

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"Just why did we stay an extra week in Romania anyway? Don't you have a wedding to help out with?"

"I'm in no hurry to be my mother's slave for Bill's wedding," Charlie replied.

"Our mothers are slave drivers aren't they?" Viktor asked, making sure everything was packed neatly and securely. Transcontinental portkeying could be rough on luggage.

"My mother is a saint compared to yours," Charlie quipped back. "I thought you and..."

"I want to know if she's changed or not. Plus, I'm curious why Bill would marry her," Viktor replied. Charlie gave him a 'duh' look and the Bulgarian rolled his eyes.

"I thought you were highly intelligent."

"I am, but I'm not attracted to veela."

"You sure got a strange taste in women, ready?"

"Yeah, just activate the damn thing," Viktor said, grabbing on to the portkey and the two vanished.

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Warmth was what he woke up to. His eyes were still closed so he couldn't tell what was laying beside him, only that someone was laying beside him. Whoever it was, the person was warm, and wore robes that felt like silk. Then it hit him. She was the witch that got him out of the hell that was Number 4 Privet Drive. His eyes open to see the witch laying beside him. He looked around to see that he was in Fred and George's old room.

'Oh yeah, how the bloody hell did I manage to apperate us here? And what possessed me to think I was able to?' Then Harry noticed that he was seeing clearly without his glasses. 'What happened to me?'

"You're awake," she said after opening her eyes.

"Sorry if I..."

"No, you weren't the reason I awoke. There is a large gathering of wizards and witches downstairs. You certainly took us to a residence overflowing with magic."

"It was the only place I could think of. Did anyone notice our arrival?"

"I'm not sure. I was able to do that trick you did to get us here to get us into this unoccupied room."

"are you apart of the Order?"

"I don't know of this Order. I was awoken from my imprisonment by a false lord."

"A false lord...Voldemort," Harry said, springing to his feet then losing his balance.

"Easy there," Jadis said, keeping Harry from toppling over onto the floor. "Your core and physical injuries might be healed, but you need solid food in you." As she said this they both catch the aroma of food in the kitchen.

"Let's go then."

"Are you sure? They didn't seem to care that those 'people' had hurt you."

"I've gone through worse, besides I would bet my family's fortune that the Order was hunting down Snape and my friends were probably watched constantly by Mrs. Weasley."

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"Look woman," Moody growled, "I saw what I saw and I saw the boy apperate in with some tall witch late last night."

"Then where is he?" Molly demanded.

"Right here," Harry said, coming into the kitchen. Moody smirked, Ron chuckled and three women in the form of Molly and Ginny Weasley and Hermione came storming over to him to make sure he was alright.