[Avery, Harry, and Hermione race through the trees as Buckbeak lopes easily behind.]

Harry:Now what?

Hermione: We save Sirius.

Harry: And we do that... how?

Hermione: No idea. Avery?

Avery: [shrugs] I might have a few ideas. [looks to Hermione] They involve breaking some rules and destruction of property...

"Of course it does." Remus sighed.

Hermione: [sighs] Great.

[The Whomping Willow thrashing. Hermione disappears down the hole, then two figures approaches the tree. Avery and Lupin.]

Hermione: Look. It's you, Aves. And Lupin.

[As the Whomping Willow begins to thrash, its violence oddly muted at this distance, Lupin takes a stick, pokes a knot on the trunk. Instantly, the Willow calms.]

Harry: Wait until Fred and George hear about that one.

Avery: [shakes her head] Oh no. I specifically didn't tell them about this one for a reason.

Hermione: Here comes Snape.

[As the Lupin duo disappear into the gap at the base of the tree, Snape makes his way down the slope.]

Harry: And now we wait.

Hermione: Now we wait.

Avery: You guys can wait. I'm going play with Buckbeak.

"My ADHD was kicking in, I had to move around." Avery shrugged.

[Harry and Hermione watch the girl bow, then pet the Hippogriff, then they turned back around waiting. Watching the Whomping Willow, not even noticing the Lupin girl snuck off for a few seconds and came back like nothing happened.]

"Sneaky Lupin, where did you go?" Barty squinted his eyes.

"Only time will tell." Avery smirked.

[We look upward, see the tops of the trees etched against the darkening sky. Bats fly toward us. We follow one, when Buckbeak snags one. A tail twitches briefly between his beak, then -- SLURP! -- is gone.]

Hermione: 'Least someone's enjoying himself.

[The trio sat together in the lengthening shadows. Harry snaps off a piece of chocolate, hands it to Avery and Hermione.]

Harry: Avery...

Avery: Yes?

Harry: What did Hermione mean when she said the time turner has been in your family for generations?

Avery: Finally asking a good question. [sighs] My ancestors created the time turner. My, so many greats, great-grandfather. Technically, he created three.

"Hell, even I call him that." Chris chuckled at his granddaughter.

Hermione: Three?

Avery: [nods] One is buried with the creator, you are in possession of one, and I have one too. Hidden away.

Harry: Why didn't you use it like Hermione?

Avery: [shrugs] I don't know. Something told me I didn't need it now, but my gut told me I will in the future.

Hermione: It's your Seer gene isn't it?

"Way to throw her under the bus, Mione." Ginny joked.

Hermione huffed, "I was only asking."

Harry: [stunned] You're a seer?

Avery: Yes and yes, Harry. Found out not too long ago. I mean, I already knew but it's been confirmed. My mom went to the deLay Manor in France to go through the library and grab all out books on Seers and the deLay Seers.

Harry: [nods] Girls. Before. Down by the lake. When I was with Sirius... I did see someone... that someone made the Dementors go away...

Hermione: With a Patronus. I heard Snape telling Dumbledore when we were taken to the hospital. According to him, only a really powerful wizard could have conjured it.

Harry: It was my dad. It was my dad who conjured the Patronus.

James smiled sadly at the screen, then to his son. Even he didn't have the heart to explain to Harry, that being dead is forever.

Hermione: But, Harry, your Dad's...

Harry: Dead. I know. I'm just telling you what I saw.

[Hermione nods, not wanting to press Harry further, then glances beyond the trees, toward the Whomping Willow.]

Hermione: Here we come.

[Shadows emerge under a full moon: Black. Jasper. Harry. Pettigrew. Avery. Lupin. Hermione. Ron. Sleepwalking Snape.]

Avery: Bloody hell, we all look like shit.

Everyone looked at Avery, slightly offended.

Avery shakes her head, not looking away from the screen, "Look somewhere else. I said what I said."

[Harry studies himself, Jasper, and Sirius.]

Harry: You see Sirius talking to me? He's asking me to come live with him.

Hermione: Really?

[Harry nods, his voice wistful.]
Harry: When we free him, I'll never have to go back to the Dursley's. I'm going to tell him I'd like to live someplace in the country. I think he'd like that, after all those years in Azkaban. We don't need a big place and Jasp and I can help him.

Avery: [smiles] That's really beautiful, Harry.

"I would love that." Sirius smiled.

[A howl pierces the night. Hermione glances toward the Willow.]

Hermione: It's happened. Lupin's transformed.

Harry: Which means Pettigrew is slipping safely into the night. While we just stand here...

[A fierce growling is heard as twin silhouettes -- the dogs and the Werewolf -- bound into the tall grass. Harry watches himself appear, hurl the stick as before. The werewolf turns, begins to stalk...
OWWWWWWWWW! Harry wheels, sees Hermione, hands cupped to her mouth, making a loud Howl. He covers her mouth.]

Harry: What are you doing?

Hermione: [pushing his hand away] Saving your life.

Avery: [groans] Bloody Gryffindors. Bloody deja vu.

The Gryffindors all started to defend their case.

Avery rolled her eyes, and laid her head on Harry's shoulder, then yelled, "Hush up! I don't hate you Gryffindors, I just wish you had common sense!"

[Harry looks back to the tall grass. The werewolf is
frozen. As before, it begins to approach Harry again. OWWWWWWWW! This time, Harry doesn't stop her.]

Harry:  Thanks. But we have to move.

Hermione: Why?

Harry: Because that werewolf you just called is running right this way.

Avery: And unless you want more scars, I suggest we start running.

[They exchange a glance and... RUN.]

[The trio dash for the lives, swing behind a huge tree. As the camera begins to circle, the werewolf appears. Pauses. As it approaches the tree, the three silently sidestep in the opposite direction, until the werewolf... disappears. Camera continues to circle the tree and reveals the werewolf, fifteen feet past, waiting. As they step out, they freeze. The werewolf poises itself, preparing to pounce, when... SKREEEK! The trees shake with the fury of a hurricane and Buckbeak charges into the clearing, screening the trio. The Werewolf snarls angrily, makes to charge. With lightning-fast reflexes, Buckbeak's claws slash the air... only inches from the werewolf's face. The werewolf stops, eyes glittering with rage, then... HOWLS. Turning, it vanishes into the forest.]

Hermione:  [pants] Poor Professor Lupin is having a really tough night...

Remus shrugs then mutters, "Not even my worst night."

[Just then, a chill wind rises... The leaves of the trees tremble... eerie shadows flutter over the moon, greasy as smoke... Dementors.]

Harry: Let's go.

[Looking upward... through the trees as the sky wheels by, Dementors streaking in and out of view. Camera rushes in, holds on Avery, Harry, and Hermione's faces. Shocked. Terror-stricken.]

[Opposite them, across the lake... ... a cyclone of Dementors whirl madly above Harry and Black.
Harry watches himself vainly attempt to conjure a Patronus as the cyclone only continues to grow.]

Hermione: This is horrible...

Harry: Don't worry. My Dad will come...  Right there... you'll see... he'll come... any minute... he'll conjure the Patronus.

[Hermione eyes Harry warily. He is transfixed, staring hungrily toward the outcrop. The wind rises. The Lake begins to freeze. WHOOSH! WHOOSH! One after another, Dementors drop from the sky, vanish in the cyclone...]

Hermione: No one's coming, Harry...

Harry: HE WILL! He will come!

[She looks. Nothing. Desperately, her eyes flash to the cyclone, to the pitiful sight of Harry and Black at the water's edge... wracked with pain... dying...]

Hermione: You're dying, both of you. No one's coming, Harry.

Avery: [realizes something] Harry... [the boy turns to her] do it.

Diane and Natalie gasp, "No way!"

James and Lily look at the two confused, "What?! What is it?"

The two Beauxbatons students point at the screen in awe.

[Harry's face changes. A riddle unravels. He draws his wand]

Hermione: Harry, no!

Avery: Let him!

[ Harry slashes through the trees, down to the rocky outcrop, to the exact spot where his father appeared. Poising his wand, he looks out over the sea of Dementors on the other side of the lake.]

Harry: EXPECTO PATRONUM!

[A wisp of silver escapes his wand, hovering like a mist, then blooms magnificently. The trees explode with light. The Lake blazes with reflected fire. Harry stands utterly still, wand extended to the heavens. Across the lake, the Dementors retreat. Harry waits, still as a statue, until each and every one is gone. Then he simply lets his arm drop.]

The Great Hall applauded the boys magic, once again. Harry smiled shyly, making Avery playfully nudge him to smile brighter.

[WHOOSH! Avery, Harry, and Hermione plunge into frame astride Buckbeak, soaring toward the castle. Outside the grounds, the Dementors wait restlessly. Up ahead, Fudge and Snape enter the Dark Tower, torches in hand.]

Harry:  You were right, Hermione. It wasn't my dad I saw earlier. It was... me. I saw myself conjuring the Patronus before. I knew I could do it this time, because...  because I'd already done it. Does that make sense?

[Hermione contemplates this. Avery's eyes widen.]

Hermione: No.

Avery: I hate that I understood that rubbish.

Hermione: I understand that I don't like heights! [squeals as Buckbeak dives towards the tower Sirius's cell stood.]

Sirius leaned close to his friends, "We definitely have to find a Hippogriff to fly after this."

"Agreed." The Marauders beamed.

[Sirius paces in the small cell, a man condemned. Spying Avery, Harry, and Hermione, he stops. Surprised. Stunned to see them.]

[Hermione pushes past the two.]

Hermione: [points her wand] Bombarda!

[KA-BOOM! The cell door rockets to the to the sky. Harry ushers Sirius out the cell, until...]

Avery: Wait! [holds her out hand] Accio!

[The quartet all watches as the girl summons a small box. Not a box, a cage. With a rat. Pettigrew.]

"You sly little vixen." Theo smirked.

Avery flips her hair, "I'm a genius. I know, I know."

Harry: [stutters] H-How?! Wh-When?

Hermione: [stunned] Avery how did you get Pettigrew?!

Avery: [smirks] While you two were watching the Whomping Willow, I snuck off and laid a couple charmed rat traps. [chuckles] He may be human, but his brain has been a rat for twelve years.

Sirius: [stunned] So... this means...

Avery: [smiles, nods] Yes. You are a free man, Uncle Siri. [conjures up a note explaining how Pettigrew is alive and apologizing for destroying the cell to free Sirius] This should explain everything. [places Pettigrew's makeshift cage in the cell, and spells the cell fixed.]

"So you're definitely taken by the Potter boy?" Evan smirked at the Lupin girl.

Harry rolled his eyes and tightened his hold on his girlfriend, "Rosier, don't make me hex you."

Evan raised his hands in defense, "Just asking. But hey, you're definitely a genius, Avery. And you, Draco and Harry, are definitely geniuses for falling for her."

Avery blushed, "Thank you, Rosier." then she looks at Regulus and playfully bats her eyelashes, "Want to compliment me too, Reggie?"

Regulus' eyes widened as he stumbles to answer the girl, making her wink at him then turning back to the screen.

Natalie whispers to her best friend, "I think our niece is trying to steal your man."

Hermione: [chuckles] Let's go!

[We see Buckbeak spirit Harry, Hermione and Sirius off the terrace and soar directly toward us... Just as Snape and Fudge reach the top of the Tower. Sirius laughs, hair blowing in the wind.]

Sirius: You truly are your father's son, Harry!

[Buckbeak has landed in the Clock Tower courtyard. Sirius helps Hermione down from the hippogriff while Harry helps Avery.]

Sirius: I'll be forever grateful for this. To all of you.

Avery: [smiles] Yeah, you definitely owe us one.

Hermione: [chuckles] Big time!

Sirius: [happily sighs, looks to Harry] If you're still up for it, I believe Jasper and I have a spare room for you at our home.

Harry: [smiles] Your home?

Sirius: [chuckles and shakes his head] Our home, Harry. You're included in that. [smirks] Besides, we live right next door to Avery, and three miles away form the Weasleys.

James happily pats Sirius's back and hugs him.

Harry: [smiles brightly] Sounds like a great summer ahead.

Avery: [chuckles] Go hide Buckbeak. I might have sent an owl to mom telling her we have a new pet.

Sirius: [shakes his head, chuckling] I keep forgetting you have your own farm of magical creatures.

Avery: [shrugs] Hey! Blame Uncle Newt!

"UNCLE NEWT?!" The present generation, par the deLay family, all yelled in shock.

"Yes, Uncle Newt. I mean technically he's the same age as ma grand-mère, but he told me to call him uncle." Avery shrugged.

"You lucky bitch." Pandora huffed.

Hermione: [chuckles] Oi! I'm definitely visiting you guys this summer!

[As Sirius climbs atop Buckbeak, a shooting star arcs through the heavens.]

Sirius: A shooting star. Make a wish.

Harry: [smiles] No need. Everything I wished for is coming true. [glances at Avery] Almost everything.

Most of the girls in the hall squeal at the boy's comment.

"Ugh, I want what they have!" Barty groaned.

A Slytherin girl looked at him sideways, "You could, but you only owl me at midnight."

Barty shushed her, "It's not about you right now." He then leans to her and whispers, "Meet me in my dorm later."

[WHACK! -- Black gives Buckbeak a slap and they soar into the glittering sky. Harry and Hermione stand watching, when... DING! They wheel. Look to the Clock Tower.]

Hermione: We have to go.

[As Avery, Harry, and Hermione dash off, camera tracks after, rising with them as they race up the tower stairway, then passing through the mechanism and on through to the end of the corridor. The Clock Tower bell thunders. Door opens. Dumbledore backs out.]

Dumbledore: By the way, when in doubt, I always find retracing my steps to be a wise place to begin... Good luck.

[As Dumbledore begins to close the door, Harry and Hermione stumble frantically forward, the door about to hit the jamb, when suddenly, Dumbledore stops. Looks up.]

Dumbledore: Well?

Harry: He's free -- Sirius. We— we did it.

Dumbledore: Did what? [smirks, waves] Goodnight.

[With a twinkle in his eye, Dumbledore swings open the door. As Harry and Hermione enter. they catch the faintest glimpse of... themselves... across the room... just as they evaporate. Ron blinks. Turns. Frowns.]

Ron: How'd you three get over there? I was just talking to you... over there.

[Ron glances to the other side of the room. Hermione glances mischievously to Harry and Avery.]

Hermione: [feigns innocence] What are you on about? Avery?

Avery: [joking] Honestly, I think he's gone mental. Don't you think, Harry?

Harry: Honestly, Ron. How could we be in two places at once?

[The Trio glances at each other and burst out into laughter.]

As people laugh with the trio on the screen, Ron rolls his eyes and grumbles, "Not funny, I thought I was going mad."

Hermione smiles at him then kisses his cheek, close to his lips.

"I should pout more often." Ron blushes.

[The Whomping Willow sways in a light breeze. The Black Lake shimmers, clouds drifting in its glassy mirror. Harry walks softly toward an open door -- Lupin's office -- and peers in. Lupin stands over a battered suitcase, filling it with the last of his books. Without turning, he speaks.]

Lupin: Hello, Harry.
[Harry jumps. Lupin turns, smiles through haggard eyes.] Saw you coming.

[The Marauder's Map lies open on an otherwise bare desk. Harry nods, looks back to Lupin. Unable to disguise his shock at Lupin's appearance.]

Lupin: I've looked worse, believe me.

Avery: [walking in the office, box in hand] And I've seen it.

"So have we." The Marauders, par Remus, stated.

[Harry eyes the open desk drawers... the bare
bookshelves.]

Harry: You've been sacked.

Lupin: Resigned, actually.

Harry: Resigned! But why!

Lupin: It seems that someone has let slip the nature of my condition.

Avery: [scoffs] Yeah, a slimy, greased head someone.

Harry: Snape.

Lupin: Whoever. It was bound to get out. This time tomorrow, the owls will start arriving. Parents will not want a -- someone like me —teaching their children.

Harry: But Dumbledore --

Lupin: Has already risked enough on my behalf. Besides, people like me, well... let's just say I'm used to this by now. But before I go, tell me about your Patronus.

Harry: Well. At first I thought it was a horse, or perhaps a unicorn, but I think it was --

Lupin: A Stag.

Harry: Yes.

Lupin: Your father used to transform into one. That's how he was able to keep me company when I became... sick. He was a great friend, James. [smiles, lifts his suitcase, then stops]  There are stories about him and your mother, you know. Some are even true. But I think it's safe to say, in the end, you'll know them best by getting to know yourself.

Avery: Plus, you'll be living with Jasper and Sirius from now on. You'll be hearing stories about your parents from three good sources: Moony, Padfoot, and Vixen.

Harry: Vixen?

Avery: My mom. She's not an animagus, that was the Marauders code name for her since they all had a crush on my mom and thought she was hot. They literally fought over her for months.

Jasmine looks to the Marauders in shock, they all look away blushing of embarrassment.

"When was this?" Jasmine smirked.

Remus scratched his head, and chuckled, "Two months after we met you third year."

Hazel smirks, "No one can resist the deLay gene. I mean look at Avery. She had Draco and now she has Harry."

Ariel and Amara laugh, "They weren't the only ones she had."

Avery kicks their shins, "Shut the bloody hell up!"

Lupin: [smirks] And I was the last man standing.

Jasmin rolled her eyes, then kissed her boyfriend's cheek.

[Lupin then -- with a wicked twinkle -- raises his wand.]

Lupin: Mischief Managed. [gives the map to Harry] Now, I don't feel bad for giving this back to you. Besides, I know Moon was just going to steal it back.

Avery: Absolutely. At least you knew.

[Ghosts of the Headless Hunt ride around in the Entrance Hall.]

[Ron stands amid a circle of excited Gryffindors.]
Ron: Stand back, I said! I'll take it upstairs if you don't settle!

[As Harry and Avery arrive, he glances at Hermione, who clears her throat loudly. The others turn, begin all speaking at once.]

Neville: Harry! Wherever did you get it!

Seamus: Can I have a go, Harry? After you, of course --

Ron: Quiet! [as they oblige] Thank you. Let the man through.

[Mystified, Harry steps forward, the boys peeling away, clearing his view of the broomstick in Ron's hands. The label gleams: "FIREBOLT."]

"Merlin's balls!" All the quidditch fanatics yelled.

Harry: Whose is that?

Ron: [as everyone laughs] Whose is it? It's yours, mate.

Harry: But how? Who?

Jasper: [smirks] There's no name on it, mate.

Hermione: [lifts up a feather] But this came with it.

[The quintet all look at each other beaming, when Luna and Ginny come running in.]

Ginny: [pants] Have you all read the Daily Prophet?!

[Everyone all shake their heads no making the girl groan loudly. Luna grips her hand to calm her down, not noticing the girl's blushed cheeks.]

"We saw that." The twins sung teasing their sister.

Luna: Sirius Black was declared innocent! Look! [Hands out copies of the Daily Prophet to people at the table. Avery grabs one for her friends to read aloud, her standing over her shoulder to read as well.]

Avery: [reading] Sirius Black, ex-wanted criminal, has been found innocent and free of all charges. Ministry officials have proof that Peter Pettigrew was at fault for the murder of the twelve muugles on that tragic Halloween night twelve years ago. Sources also say Pettigrew is alive and has been hiding in plain sight as a boy's pet garden rat for twelve years.

Harry: [reading] Although the Ministry is still not happy Black escaped Azkaban, he is free of all charges.

Jasper: [stands on the table and shouts] I TOLD YOU BLOODY IDIOTS!! WHOOOO!

McGonagall: [stands at the head table] Mr. Black get down from there this instant!

Jasper: [smiles while obeying her orders] Sorry, Minnie. Just had to express that.

Avery: [beaming] This calls for a celebration. [Everyone glances at each other then look at the new broom, causing everyone to smirk and nod.]

[BOOM! The huge vertical doors burst open and Harry, trailed by the others, exits with the Firebolt. As he strides off, others join the assembly -- Hagrid, Malfoy, Crabbe, and Goyle among them -- curious to see what the commotion is all about.]

[As Harry stops, an expectant HUSH hangs over the moment.]

Seamus: Go on, Harry.

Neville: Yeah. Let's see.

[Harry mounts the broom. Licks his finger and jabs it in the air. A few others do the same. Hagrid does the same. Crabbe and Goyle start to do the same, when Malfoy slaps their hands down. Finally, Harry places his hand on the broom. Sets his grip. Takes a breath. He's about to take off, when Avery gives him a kiss on the cheek.]

Avery: [smirks] Careful on the broom, toe-rag.

The people in the Great Hall teased the couple on their cuteness.

"Do you ever stop calling him toe-rag?" Lily chuckled.

"I haven't called him that in a long time." Avery chuckled.

"You called me that last night." Harry deadpanned.

"Like I said, a long time." Avery shrugged.

Jasper: [nudges his god-sister] It's only a broom, Moon.

Harry: [smirks] The fastest broom in the world.

[As everyone turns -- WHOOSH! -- Harry jets off and we see a tiny dot, growing larger and larger, races upward. It's Harry shooting straight into the blue on the Firebolt. A scream grows louder as he approaches. A scream of release, of utter abandon. It's Harry screaming. But something else is clear as he jets past and... The screen goes black. It's a scream of joy.]