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Then his thoughts turned back to his pawn and he couldn't help but feel a little giddy, he everything was falling into place perfectly when he saw young Harry enter the hall looking around him in awe.

His plan to be the boys grandfatherly saviour from his poor childhood at the hands of his muggle relatives was coming along flawlessly.

The boy was clueless about his heritage and he couldn't help but smile seeing his second pawn was by his side.

He was delighted earlier when he received the floo call from Molly about their successfully meeting and helping young Harry through the barrier to the platform.

Now with young Ronald by his side he would be able to monitor why young Harry has contact with, after all, it wouldn't help matters to have the boy learn about his heritage.

t's not like he needed to know after all given that in order for Voldemort to die by Albus' hand in order to further his own plans young Harry would have to die first by Voldemort's.

At first, Albus had cursed the prophecy when he first heard it, how could a child be the destined one to defeat Voldemort and not him, Albus Dumbledore, it was unthinkable.

It had just been sheer luck that Severus had overheard the start of the prophecy and had taken that knowledge to his master.

Of course, had he heard the full prophecy he might have been reluctant to attack as he had, but because he hadn't it allowed Albus time to plan and use this to his advantage.

Once he had identified the two possible children the damned prophecy could have related to it was only a matter of time to separate them from all possible help by sending them into hiding.

But of course Lily never made things easy, she was always a studious student and had voiced strongly with using the Fidelius Charm on the cottage in Godric's Hollow in order to further hide from Voldemort, and James had, of course, agreed with his wife.

It was only the miracle that they made the foolish decision on their choice of secret keeper that made Albus' plan not come to a dead halt.

Of course, he'd know about Peter being a spy for the other side, he had been using this fact to feed them just the right amounts of information in hopes of drawing Voldemort out into the open for a confrontation.

So he knew that the information on the Potter's whereabouts would get back to Voldemort, it was looking more and more like the Potter boy was the one the prophecy spoke of.

Then the night finally came to pass and both James and Lily had been killed and Harry had survived by some ancient magics that Lily had found that Albus had never seen before, and to this day that still grated on his nerves.

After hearing of the attack Albus had been ready to give Sirius the speech about how it was best that Harry be put into hiding and to grow apart from the wizarding world because of his fame.

But as it turned out the fool had gone and gotten himself arrested, and because of the deceit that he and the others had played in making the rest of the world believe he was the Potters secret keeper he....

....was the prime suspect and with Barty Crouch Sr. and Minister Bagnold looking to sweep matters up quickly to put this whole mess behind them it was easy for him to "overlook" the fact that....

....Sirius never received his trial, as well as keep quiet that he was not the secret keeper, after all.

Albus was the one to cast the charm so he was the one who knew the truth, but it would serve his purposes better if Sirius was out of the picture for now.

All it took was a simple memory charm before he was sent to Azkaban to make him forget who cast the Fidelius in the first place, then all that was left for him to do was make sure that the Potter will was never read.

A simple matter for him as the Chief warlock of the Wizengamot, and like that he was able to claim guardianship of the child and have him put where he needed him in the less than tender care of his muggle relatives so that the rest of his plan could unfold just as he needed it to and as it had done so perfectly up till this point.

"Ravenclaw!"

The sudden declaration of the sorting had brought Albus out of his thoughts as he focused back on the young Black having just been sorted.

And he frowned slightly such a sorting didn't fall within the usual for house Black, but then perhaps given the boy wasn't raised a Black there might be hope for him, while it wasn't Gryffindor the house he was sorted into was a far better sign had he been sorted into Slytherin.

He would need to meet with the boy, if for anything other than to determine his validity of being an actual Black, and it wouldn't hurt to be seen meeting with him for when he named someone to fill the Black seat on the Wizengamot.

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I came out of my mindscape to the cry of "Ravenclaw" from above my head and couldn't help but smirk.

That had gone far better than I had planned, and far easier. As the hat was lifted from my head I hopped off the stool and made my way to the Ravenclaw table who were applauding as I came to join them.

I could see many of them wanted to ask me questions, most likely to do with my name and my status.

But at least I could see that they were going to hold their questions until the feast or until we were in the common room.

One thing about being in the house that values intelligence, everyone is likely to ask questions.

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