FIC: Harry Potter and the Big Round Room 12/12
- * * * * * * Disclaimer in part One * * * * ** *
Previous parts can be found at: www.autumnpenguins.com
A/N: Thank you to everyone who has been following this story since
it's inception. I hope you've all gotten a kick out of it. I am
currently planning a sequel to it that takes this combined universe
and adds the Lord of the Rings Universe as well
So there will be plenty more of where this came from ; )
Lists: Please reply to me at my EMAIL address. I am now on no
mail. If you don't get a response back, it is because I will be
gone for a month, but I will return every comment.
Thanks a lot!
Minerva McGonagall had rarely taken a task so arduous, yet
satisfying as escorting 15 haglets to Azkaban prison. Her charges
were utterly displeased at the turn of events. Binde was intent on
blaming every other of her minions on the failure at carrying out a
plan that would have undoubtedly brought the haglets the success and
power that they deserved.
"This is all your fault Tehby! It was your idea to give them
oatmeal!" Binde screamed into the air.
" Oh shut up!" the accused shot back viciously.
"Silencio" Minerva cast at the collective lot.
Instantly there was silence. "Much better" the witch muttered to
herself as the group approached the doors of the bark prison.
Minerva had a feeling that the haglets would have quieted down by
themselves naturally when they got closer to the prison. They were
half dementor themselves, but even so Azkaban had an effect of great
power and incorporated fear into the hearts of all who entered.
Tightening the hold on the rope, which no longer worked as a port
key as security settings forbade it, Professor McGonagall rapped her
fist on the wooden doors of the prison. A rush of cold washed over
them as three dementors glided forward. Minerva made her case, and
informed them the haglets were too be held in the prison until it
was time for the trial to proceed.
The hooded figure nearest the haglets eagerly took the rope and led
them into the prison. Minerva, cast the counter curse to the spell
she had placed on them, and immediately regretted it. High pitched
screams could be heard from every single haglet as they were taken
into the prison. Her duty done, McGonagall walked briskly to the
edge of the prison grounds. Once outside, she immediately apparated
and appeared within the walls of Xavier's institution. As the
mostly cheerful people spilled out of the office, Minerva noticed
Snape stalking back off to his quarters.
"I don't suppose you're going to give up until, I turn around and
speak with you." Snape said, in a tone that spoke of annoyance.
"Indeed Severus, nobody can accuse you of being slow. Well done."
"Minerva, do come in for a spot of tea." He said, voice dripping
with sarcasam getting the distinct feeling Minerva wanted a mother-
to-son chat, which he didn't particularly feel up too.
The two wizards entered the room and Snape conjured up two steaming
mugs of tea. "It's okay to be happy Severus." Minerva began.
"Minerva, do we really need to talk about this?"
"Yes. Albus and I have long felt that certain elements of your own
personality, and Miss Granger's are very compatable."
"She's my student, and 20 years my junior." he protested.
"Hermione will be graduating in a few short months. And you know
that 20 years difference to wizards is nothing. Albus is 70 years
older than myself."
Snape sighed, but remained quiet.
"Just keep it in mind Severus." Minerva said before they fell into
a companionable silence. The only sound was the occasional sipping
Severus neglected to ask her how the trip to Azkaban had been. He
knew she hated that place and the dementors just slightly less than
Dumbledore. Snape himself had been there and had no intention to
ever go back. He admitted deep down that he deserved to be there
for his time as a death eater. All the same he was glad his
experience there amounted to nothing more than a few days in a
holding cell during a questioning involving his days in Lord
Voldemort's service. Dumbledore had cleared his name, and for that
he had eternal gratitude for the man. It was one of the reasons
that he would at least consider doing anything Albus asked of him.
He wanted to get back on Minerva's good side as well, so in
addition, he took into consideration how Minerva would feel about
something. Between the two of them, he had finally felt parental
love as he'd never known with his own parents. So, as with
everything else, he decided to take their advice and consider
Hermione more closely.
Meanwhile in the room next door, Hermione, unaware that she was
being considered in a new light by a certain dark haired man was
carefully packing her things. It had been agreed upon that tomorrow
morning, following breakfast the young wizards would return to
England and resume their usual studies without the aid of a time
turner. Despite all the danger and late night study sessions for a
concoction that hadn't even been needed due to the haglets
staggering stupidity, Hermione had felt free here. Free to joke
around, without being looked at oddly, free to stand up defiantly to
Snape as she had never attempted before, and free to talk about the
trivial and meaningless things in life with another girl.
Back at Hogwarts she had Ginny Weasley, and Lavender Brown, but none
of them were like Rogue. She'd enjoyed an adventure independently
from Harry and Ron with Rogue, shared a prison cell and more than
one session of 'girl talk.' It was safe to say she would miss her
new American friend. It helped to know that Rogue would be in
England for a few days in the next month of so to give testimony at
the trial of the haglets. McGonagall and Dumbledore had already
invited those who would be testifying accommodations at Hogwarts if
they didn't want to settle with the dull and stuffy Ministry
arrangements. A light knock on the door interrupted her thoughts.
Before she could answer, Harry and Ron came stumbling into the
room. "Come in" she answered sardonicly.
"Bit strange to be going home isn't it?" Harry asked, voicing the
thought that had just been running through Hermione's head.
"So, you and Rogue took your shirts off, covered yourselves in
oatmeal, and broke out of prison. Why didn't you let us know you
were going to do that?" Ron asked in indignation.
"Right Ron, the next time I plan to break out of a prison, I'll be
sure to let you know beforehand." Hermione said, rolling her eyes.
"Just kidding you. But seriously, what was it like having to save
"How did you get away with making him and Logan come back together
on the same broom and live to talk about it?" Harry asked, clearly
Her mind on other matters, Hermione eagerly told the boys the full
story of how she and Rogue had escaped from the prison, rescued
Logan and Snape and force some bonding time on them. The three were
rolling in laughter by the time she was done speaking.
The X-Men, wizards and students were gathered together for the last
time. When breakfast was coming to an end, Charles Xavier stood
up. "If I may have your attention please everyone" he began waiting
the few seconds till the hall died down to continue speaking. "I'm
afraid that we are loosing four fine people that have been with us
for the past few weeks. Certainly you have all heard what went on
last night, and are aware that our four guests are not who they
appeared to be. Hermione Granger, Ronald Weasley, Harry Potter and
Severus Snape, are wizards from England and will be leaving us this
morning. They helped us in unimaginable ways last night, and we owe
them a debt of gratitude. Please give them a solid round of
The cafeteria broke into loud whistles and cheers from the mutants,
and the three young wizards were beaming. Snape of course, always
aloof, merely nodded his head in reciprocation to the attention.
His eyes scanned the room, and caught Logan glaring heavily at him
from his place at Rogue's side, who was also flanked by Hermione.
He scowled at the trio, and was greeted by two tongues sticking out
at him. "Ten points from Gryffindor" he mouthed to Hermione, who
simply rolled her eyes. Clearly he had lost his intimidating status
while abroad, which he intended to rectify as soon as they returned
to England. He wouldn't take cheek from students, even if they were
Rogue and Hermione grinned at one another from the look they
received from the English wizard. "He likes you. Give him hell"
Logan said directly at Hermione. "Practically cried when he found
out you were missing."
"I heard you were pretty calm yourself Logan" Rogue teased.
"That's different. Eat your breakfast, see you later." He said
before rising, and squeezing her shoulders as he walked away.
"Men are such babies" Hermione laughed.
"I know, it's terrible. Just think what it would be like if they
ran the world." Rogue snickered.
"Well we know that periods would be reason enough for sick leave."
"Disturbing as that thought is, Miss Granger we must be going."
Snape said silkily.
Hermione's cheeks went pink and Rogue began laughing
"Come out to the yard when you're finished. I've taken the liberty
of moving your trunk out there already." he said gruffly before
"It's been " Hermione trailed off, looking at Rogue.
"It really has. It was great to meet you Hermione."
"Same yourself. I really wish you could come back with us. I think
you'll like it." Hermione told her.
"I'll be there for the testimony." She said brightly.
"Yeah. Let's keep in touch shall we?"
"Sure, write me when you get back. Or do you have an e-mail?"
"No. We don't use electricity, you'll have to see it too believe
it." Hermione said, grinning at Rogue's astonished look.
"I'll write you though, I think you'll find it, interesting" she
said, thinking of Rogue's reaction to an owl delivering her letter
Hermione reached over and hugged Rogue, with no hesitation. Logan
smiled to himself by the look of surprise and joy that crossed her
face at such a simple act. He kinda wished the girl could stay
here, she was good for Marie. But on the upside, he was getting rid
of the black bat. He'd dubbed him that since their little flying
adventure. He had to admit that Snape did seem to know what he was
doing on a broomstick, but his likeness to the night creature was
Logan walked away from the hall, and finally towards his classroom.
The cafeteria cleared, the bell rang and life went on as usual as it
ever did in a school full of mutants. Outside the four, wizards
gathered together and prepared to leave. "Finally, free of
muggles." Snape said in what was a cheerful voice from him.
"We'll be seeing them soon" Hermione reminded him.
"What a treat that will be." Snape said as he put the following
touches on the port key. The four wizards grabbed ahold of the
trunk and vanished into thin air.