Harry Potter: Magical Legacy

"True, you really aren't. I doubt Snape is doing this. He'd have done something sooner. And he'd likely have a target to take the fall. Since there isn't any clear perpetrator it's unlikely to be him. My current guess," Daphne said shrugging her shoulders, "is someone in the upper years in my own House. I'd be willing to share any information Tracey and I discover if you would be willing to do the same?"

Harry considered for a minute. He glanced back at his friends who just shrugged and nodded back to him. "Sure. I'd be okay with that."

"Excellent." Daphne held out her hand. "A deal then?"

"Deal," Harry said, shaking her hand.

Tracey stepped away from the door. "Great. Now that we're all partners I think it's time to head back. Some of us need to get some beauty sleep." Her voice was nonchalant, but Daphne narrowed her eyes at her friend and a brief flash of concern crossed her features.

"Yes. We probably should return. Potter, Longbottom, Granger. It's been a pleasure." Nodding to the trio, Daphne took down her spells and grabbed Tracey's hand to take her back to the Slytherin dorms.

"That was…unexpected," Hermione said frowning after the girls.

"Yeah, but I actually trust them. Go figure." Harry shrugged.

Neville stared back with wide eyes. "Seriously? You?"

"I know." Harry shrugged. "Search me as to why. Maybe it's because the Ice Queen actually talks to us almost normally? Or that she seems to hate Malfoy as much as I do?"

"Well, Tracey is a half-blood…" Neville shrugged. "She probably doesn't get star treatment in that House and those two are practically inseparable."

Harry smiled at his friends. "A lot like the three of us then, eh? Come on guys. Let's get back before curfew."

Shiva leaned back into her chair and rubbed her eyes. It had been a long few weeks. It had been a long few months for that matter. Considering how many offices shut down completely during the holiday season in the Wizarding World she had been pleasantly surprised that her Muggle solicitor kept going strong. A knock on her door had Shiva groaning but yelling out for whoever it was to come in.

"Hey, Shiva. Merry Christmas."

"Oh, hey, Harry," Shiva said with a small smile at the student plopping down on the chair across from her. "How's your break been?"

"Not as…productive as I'd hoped. But I think I made new allies. Maybe not…friends exactly, but allies at least." Harry frowned but ended up shrugging.

"Wow, way to be cryptic there kid," Shiva said chuckling.

"Says the woman who won't tell me where she disappears to every few weeks," Harry replied with a raised eyebrow.

Shiva's good mood dried up. She leaned forward and clasped her hands. "Harry, I've been avoiding telling you because I swore I would do everything I could not to hurt you. I didn't want to get your hopes up if it turned out to be nothing." He nodded. "But…I finally got some of the information I've been looking for." His eyes widened and he leaned forward as well. "Did you know that according to official Muggle records you barely exist?"

"What?" Harry squinted at her.

"You have a birth certificate. Your parents have a death certificate. You are registered as attending primary school. That's it."

"So…what does that mean?"

"That means, Harry," Shiva said slowly. "That my solicitor can proceed as I asked him to. Harry," she reached out a hesitant hand and clasped the preteen's own, "what would you say if I asked if you wanted to live with me?"

She watched a flurry of emotions play across the boy's face before it settled into a hopeful but confused expression. "I thought that wasn't possible?"

"Technically it's difficult. Not impossible. We don't have any blood relation and I can't really explain the majority of our mentoring thing to Muggles but the solicitor I'm working with is a Squib who's done this sort of thing before. We don't have a plethora of evidence that is useful against your relatives unfortunately, but the simple fact that they never bothered to officially file any guardianship or adoption papers for you and that you have next to no legal footprint is damning enough as it is. There's also the fact that I doubt they'd bother trying to fight for custody." Shiva frowned at the thought of people not bothering to fight for this kid before shaking her head and giving Harry a slight smile. "I still have a lot of paperwork and court stuff to go through if we do this. But I need to know, do you want me to do this, Harry?"

"You won't get in trouble with the Headmaster?" Harry asked furrowing his brow.

"Leave it to you to be worried about someone else before yourself," Shiva said smiling. "I'm doing this completely without magic and completely in the Muggle world. That's a large part of the reason it's taking so long. This isn't a snap process and there's a lot of just waiting for things to move though the system on the administrative side. The upside to that is that Albus Dumbledore, and Purebloods in general, have next to no knowledge of anything that goes on on the other side of the curtain. As long as no one brings this up to him before it's all complete there's nothing he can do after the fact. I'm making sure it's going to be ironclad and that it would be a criminal offense to remove you at any point before you turn 17 for any reason beyond your parents miraculously returning from the dead – and even then it'd still be unlikely."

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