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"Herrnione, think of something happy!" Harry yelled, raising his wand, blinking furiously to try and clear his vision, shaking his head to rid it of the faint screaming that had started inside it --
"What we need," said Dumbledore slowly, and his light blue eyes moved from Harry to Hermione, "is more time."
"NO!" Harry yelled. He ran forward, placing himself in front Pettigrew, facing the wands. "You can't kill him," he said breathlessly. "You can't."
"YOU HAVEN'T!" Harry yelled. "YOUVE GOT THE WRONG MAN!"
"Why?" said Harry in surprise.
"Definitely dodgy" agreed George. "So he wouldn't even tell you who's supposed to be plotting all this stuff?"
"If I manage to get into the Ministry, I'll have a lot of proposals to make about Magical Law Enforcement!" he told the only person who would listen -- his girlfriend, Penelope.
She flicked her wand casually at the dishes in the sink, which began to clean themselves, clinking gently in the background.
The clock on the wall opposite him had only one hand and no numbers at all. Written around the edge were things like Time to make tea, Time to feed the chickens, and You're late. Books were stacked three deep on the mantelpiece, books with titles like Charm Your Own Cheese, Enchantment in Baking, and One Minute Feasts - It's Magic! And unless Harry's ears were deceiving him, the old radio next to the sink had just announced that coming up was "Witching Hour, with the popular singing sorceress, Celestina Warbeck."
"If you don't mind me asking, how -- how did you get out of Azkaban, if you didn't use Dark Magic?"
"It's no good turning your beak up at it - that's all we've got," said Harry grimly.
"... as witnessed below. Hagrid, you sign here..."
"Sorry, Mum, but see, we had to -"
"Where is the beast?" came the cold voice of Macnair.