AN: I on't own anything! Hello it's me! Enjoy!

CH: 1

Hari woke up and promptly rolled over, burying her face in the pillow. Hermione however, yanked away the covers. She immediately curled into a tight ball and shivered.

"Hari, if you don't get up now, all the bacon will be go-" Hari leapt up and tore through the dorms, getting ready in record time before racing down to breakfast. "… one"

She sighed and followed her out, shaking her head fondly. Her friends and their food.

Breakfast passed uneventfully enough, until the minister, Rita Skeeter, Amelia Bones, and Cornelius Fudge walked in and the Toad gave her nauseating fake cough. Suddenly, the entire room began to shake. There was a brilliant, blinding flash of light before four people slammed into the floor. There were a few low moans until they sat up. "Mam is going to kill us."

"Mam? What about Da?"

"Excuse me children, but would you mind explaining who you are, and what you're doin-"

Umbridge was cut off by the same events that brought the children, however this time, it deposited a tall, well-muscled young man on his feet, and then a tiny figure with a long braid of a black, black, blue color was tossed into his arms. He carefully righted her once more before they turned to face the boys.

"James, Sirius, Remus, and Severus Longbottom- Potter, what in the name of Merlin do you think you were doing in my office?" The tiny woman murmured. There was a wild outbreak of startled whispers when she said 'Longbottom-Potter', and everyone stared from her, with her blue black hair, to Hari, whose hair was exactly the same.

"We're sorry Mam, we didn't mean to break it, honest!"

"Boys, I'm not mad it's broken. I'm mad because you could have been hurt. Though I must admit, taking advantage of your Aunt Mione while your Da and I were at the Wizengamont was pretty clever-"

"Hari!" Her husband's glare cut her smile off until she was giving the boys a stern look. "Save the compliments for after cleanup and punishment."

"Yeah, yeah," she waved her hand. "You four, hand it over." She held out her hand and in it they placed what was barely recognizable as a time turner. Unfortunately, the toad couldn't remain silent any longer.

"Hem hem, excuse me, but as Hogwarts High Inquisitor and Senior Undersecretary to the Minister, I must demand to know who you are." Both adults stiffened when they heard the fake cough, and the woman, Hari, actually snapped her wrist, sending her wand shooting into her hand, before whirling and aiming it at Umbridge.

"I don't take orders and demands well, toad, especially from the likes of you." The Irish accent in her voice was extremely thick, prompting her children to straighten up, and her husband to place a gently hand on the arm bearing the wand.

"How dare you speak to me like that!"

"How dare I?" She let out a humorless chuckle that chilled the room. "Says the woman who'll be-"

"Hari, foreknowledge," her husband warned.

"Alright Neville, I'll leave her be, however," she waved her wand, and Umbridge worked her mouth furiously, but remained blessedly silent.

The entire hall cheered. They quickly fell silent however, as Dumbledore stood. "Excuse me, but may I inquire as to your identity?"

"Of course. I am Lord Neville Longbottom, Lord and Heir to the Most Ancient and Noble House And Line Of Longbottom, Lord and Heir of the noble and ancient line of Hufflepuff" He offered a shallow formal bow. "Husband to Lady Harmony Lily Jamie Moony Siria Potter, Lady and Heir to the most Ancient and Noble Houses and Lines of Potter, formerly Peverell, and Black Lady and Heir of the noble and ancient lines of Gryffindor, Slytherin, Ravenclaw, Evans, Prince, and Lupin. These are our sons, James Neville Longbottom-Potter, Sirius Frank Longbottom-Potter, Remus Charlus Longbottom-Potter, and Severus Albus Longbottom-Potter. Our other son, Theodore Remus Lupin is at home. Now we must be going-"

Hari suddenly collapsed, Neville barely catching her in time. Madame Pomfrey and Snape hurried over as she started to convulse. "It's ok she's fine, it's left over from the war. Too many Crucios, far too many curses, and one too many AK's. They say she'll be fine. The muggles call it epilepsy, and she made a potion that helps, but she's still refining it."

Snape snatched the proffered bottle away. "Give me an hour, and I should have a cure."

"Thank you." Pomfrey started emergency procedures as Hari stopped breathing. Neville gently pulled her away. "She's fine; she's just talking to Death. It happens sometimes."

An hour later, Hari gasped, and sat up coughing, and Neville helped her drink some pumpkin juice, before Snape returned with the potion. Neville helped her drink that as well, they removed the spell from Umbridge, and then they left. Once the light disappeared, the hall erupted into a roar of sound, save for two certain people who had sat in shock through the entire thing. They were Neville and Harry of course.

Dumbledore returned the room to order before Umbridge tried again. "Hem hem, as I was saying before, I have recently come in possession of a set of Verity Books, books that only tell the truth. All they require is a drop of blood to activate. They deal in the past, the present, and the future. These particular books are a set of seven, exposing the lies of one Harmony Potter! The Minister has ordered that they be read, so that is what we shall do." The hall shifted so there were cushions and squishy seats instead of hard benches and tables. The area under the Golden Quartet (AN: yes, I'm adding Neville.) turned so they each had a long pillow they could lay on, blankets, and pillows.

There was another flash, and more people appeared: a woman with violently pink hair, a man with sandy hair and shabby robes, a large, black dog, five redheads, a scarred, grizzled man a whale-like boy, a walrus-like man and woman, and a horse-like man.

The animal trio started to freak out, the man was swearing, the woman was shrieking hysterically, the boy was cowering, and the other woman was in shock.

"It would seem Hogwarts wants them here. Who will read first?"

AN: Hope you didn't hate it, your friendly neighborhood Renegade. - RbelUp