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He looked at the two prone forms by the lake and approached them speedily, coming up with a viable alternative story of what had happened that could tone down his involvement; he hoped that James was really out cold by the time he summoned his patronus. The potions master chuckled once again as he made sure both Potters were breathing and cast a rain of green sparks from his wand for the rest of the teams to spot them. He just couldn't wait to tell Harry what had happened, he thought, as he waited for the search groups to arrive.
Harry was seated across his brother's bed, his hands covering his eyes tiredly as he heard the story of what had happened from Ron. The redhead was the only one of the three occupants of the infirmary that was awake so far, James having been given a dreamless potion a few hours earlier and Adrian still not having woken up. Lily had panicked briefly when her husband woke up before her son but Madame Pomfrey stated that was only to be expected; Adrian had been tired already before he encountered the Dementors and, for the brief moments while he was awake, James had stated the boy had cast a patronus to fight them off.
"We were at Hogsmeade." Ron said, trying to get more comfortable; the Aurors had found him a little after they recovered James and Adrian, unconscious and with a broken leg on the floor of the Shrieking Shack. "All of the sudden, that madman jumped out of nowhere, grabbed my wand and started threatening to kill me if Hermione didn't call for Adrian to meet him in the Shrieking Shack; he stunned her and apparated with me to the borders of the forest before he stunned me too; next thing I know, I'm in the Shrieking Shack and he's mumbling how he has to do all the work while she waits to be rescued…"
"She?" Dumbledore asked; he had entered the infirmary a few minutes after Harry himself had been fetched to the hospital wing but not before he had a fight with the Minister over the immediate removal of the Dementors from the school's grounds. Harry heard McGonagall whisper to Madam Pomfrey that the Headmaster had even reached for his wand at some point. Bottom line, the Dementors had been immediately removed and were dispatched to various places across the surrounding areas in a new search for the once again escapee. Because while the guards of Azkaban were focused on almost killing James and Adrian, the rat had made a run for it; chances were he was halfway to London by that time.
"I didn't dare to ask him who she was but I didn't have to either." Ron continued. "He just kept going, talking to himself. He said a year ago they had moved Bellatrix Lestrange in the cell next to his…"
"Bellatrix Lestrange?" Lily asked, her eyes wide. She shared a terrified look with Molly as Dumbledore motioned the boy to continue.
"It was her idea, the escape. She knew that Pettigrew is an animagus and started keeping tab on the wards. From what he said she could feel they had been cast?" Ron sounded surprised at that specific bit of information but Harry just took it stoically. He knew it was possible to sense magic that had been cast on a specific object and wards left an especially strong and lasting trace; he had been training on the subject himself as it was necessary for most parts of blood magic. It made sense that a witch as powerful as Bellatrix would know. Powerful and deranged to boot, Harry mused. Dumbledore, who obviously had had similar thoughts, nodded.
"She would be able to do that, yes." He confirmed, nodding his head gravely.
"Then he said he had agreed to come to Hogwarts and try to lure Adrian away of his guardians if she told him when he would be able to transform and escape Azkaban. That's when Adrian came in." Ron explained.
"What happened then?" Lily asked, holding the hand of her eldest son as he lay sleeping.
"Pettigrew was surprised." The redhead said. "He hadn't thought that Adrian would arrive that fast but Adrian must have stepped on a rotten board or something because he made some noise and Pettigrew managed to dodge the stunner Adrian threw at him." Ron swallowed hard and his mother fetched him some water before he continued, having drained the glass. "Thanks, Mum. Anyway, he took cover and told Adrian to remove his cloak or he'd hurt me; Adrian didn't move fast enough I guess, because he pointed his wand at me and cast the spell that broke my leg." The boy winced at the memory and Harry did the same in sympathy.
"Oh, my poor baby!" Mrs. Weasley exclaimed and hugged her youngest son tightly. Ron blushed a deep crimson, embarrassed to be hugged by his mother in the presence of his Headmaster.
"I'm fine, Mum." He assured her and she reluctantly pulled away.
"So, Adrian removed his cloak after that, I assume." Dumbledore continued with his questioning.
"He did." Ron confirmed. "Pettigrew said something about always hating that cloak and how Adrian's Dad never let him use it alone. Then I guess Adrian tried to buy some time so that he could think what to do because he started asking him staff about why he was doing this and how did he manage to enter Hogwarts despite the Dementors…" At least his brother had asked the right questions, Harry thought resigned.
"Did Pettigrew answer?" Dumbledore asked, his attention completely focused on the young Gryffindor. Ron squirmed uneasily under the penetrating blue gaze but answered nonetheless, his voice a little more timid.
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