"One moment," he said.
A quick kiss and hug from his parents, Madam Bones then said, "Young man, you cannot apparate or portkey out of the Ministry, unless it is with Ministerial authorisation granted in advance. And, even then, portkeys can only be made by certain people within the Ministry; and I'm one of them."
Neville just grinned and said, "I won't be using a portkey or apparating, Ma'am. Harry really is smart."
"Hermione said to tell you," and here he read direct off the bottom of the parchment, "'Harry says, please tell Madam Bones I'm sorry for her to see this happen before I warned her. But, I don't think she'd believe me if she didn't see it with her own eyes'."
As Bones looked suddenly very wary, he grinned, looked to Dobby and said, "Okay, Dobby. I'm ready to go."
Dobby immediately took hold of Neville's hand and, near-instantly, both popped out of existence with a white-flash of elf magic.
All three adults sat stunned for a few moments before Madam Bones quietly said, "Awww... shit!"
Frank gasped, "Sweet Merlin! Did he just do what I think he just did?"
With both elbows now on her desk while she used both sets of fingertips to massage her brow, Bones replied, "That he just used house elf apparation to bypass the tightest security wards in the Ministry, including those on the Minister's office, with barely a thought? Yes... dammit!"
Alice asked, "Would you have believed him?"
"No," she sighed. "Why would I? No one, to the best of my knowledge, has ever done it."
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Down in a Fidelius-charmed small office within the Department of Mysteries, a junior Unspeakable charged with monitoring what was happening throughout the Ministry was sitting back with his feet crossed at the ankles and propped up on a desk. He saw what had occurred in the Director of the DMLE's office, gave a start and exclaimed, "What the Hell?!"
As he yanked his feet off the desk, he stared more intently at one of the large mirrors before him.
"Shit!" he quietly exclaimed, before quickly activating the Dicta-quill on the desk before him and began dictating an urgent short memo for his supervisor.
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With a crack of apparation, Neville appeared right in the middle of the dinette room a little apart from the table.
Hermione suddenly exclaimed, "Well! I'll be damned!"
With a sudden shout from downstairs, there was a thundering of running feet running up the stairs leading up from the lower ground floor.
Harry had his wand out, pointed at his mate in a flash and said, "Best put your hands up, Neville."
Neville immediately did just that as Harry grinned at him. The boy was looking back in shock. "H-Harry?" he squeaked.
"Just saving you from―"
"Freeze! Aurors!" suddenly snapped one of that morning's auror coterie.
"... getting stunned, Nev," Harry finished.
Neville gave a yelp, but didn't move. He looked half-terrified.
As the other two aurors came running in from outside - one from out front and the other from out the back - Harry put his wand away and snickered.
"What the hell?" asked the youngest of the three.
"Harry?" Neville asked again.
"It's alright, aurors," said Hermione. "It's only Neville Longbottom. Harry was testing an idea to get past the wards. It worked."
"How?" demanded the senior auror. He didn't look happy.
"Side-along apparation via house elf," she immediately replied.
"A house elf can side-along apparate someone?" asked the youngest.
"Yep!" laughed Harry.
"Please don't do that again," said the female Auror First Class. The one who was 2IC on site.
"You might want to let Madam Bones know he's here," snickered Harry. "Dobby 'side-alonged' him right out of her office."
"WHAT?!" asked the senior.
Harry snorted and said, "Neville... was side-along elf-apparated... right out of Madam Bones's... DMLE office."
Neville, trying to be helpful added, "Right in front of her."
"Oh, crap!" exclaimed the youngest.
The senior pulled out his badge and appeared to be trying to figure out how to send her a message via badge-taps, or something.
Hermione grinned. "If you can send her a messenger Patronus, try that."
The senior gave her a pained look and sent one. It looked something like a possum or a squirrel.
Neville, who by this time had lowered his hands, watched in confusion. "You can do that?" he asked.
"Yeah, Nev," replied a still grinning Harry. "If you can cast a Patronus, that is."
Hermione stood and gave a still confused Neville a hug. "Welcome to my home, Neville."
Finally giving her a hug back, Neville said, "Err... yeah. Thanks for allowing me to come... I think."
Harry laughed.
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Bones was still trying to get her head around the fact Lord Potter, with the help of Heir Apparent Longbottom, yet another fourteen year old boy who hadn't even sat his OWLs yet, had just demonstrated a massive hole in their security, when the Patronus form of an opossum leapt into the office from the wall.
In an ethereal voice of one of her senior aurors, it said, "Madam Bones, Neville Longbottom has appeared in the middle of Golf Romeo. Straight through the wards. We have a security issue."
As the Patronus faded away she frustratingly threw her hands in the air and exclaimed, "No shit!"
Frank and Alice looked to one another in amusement.
Tentatively, in case he further upset the supposed Head of wizarding Britain's security, Frank asked, "How often does Lord Potter pull stunts like that?"
With a sigh, she replied, "With much too often regularity since the First Task of the Tri-Wizard Tournament a little over three weeks ago. He keeps referring to us all as daft morons; then goes and proves it by doing crap like that.
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