(A/N: Revised first chapter. Thanks to Daughter of the Full Moon for pointing out my technicality error!)
Dolores processed the name of the accused quietly.
A smile wormed its way onto her face as the Wizengamot settled and she fixed her eyes on the door.
She had been waiting to hear from this particular individual. This, she thought, was not going to be another dry case of underage magic.
The heavy dungeon door opened and slammed loudly as he entered, footfalls echoing on the stone floor. He took his seat as he was told, eyeing the chains attached to it rather worriedly. Dolores smiled lightly at his concern.
The hearing began. Everything was organized. Orderly.
That was, until he entered.
Dolores' smile left in an instant and her eyes narrowed.
Dumbledore.
The last thing they needed was that walking bad influence here!
After a moment, the Wizengamot recovered and order was restored. Dolores relaxed. Slightly.
Charges were read and the boy denied nothing, as he should. But he also claimed that Dementors were the reason of his offense.
A smug smile dominated Dolores' toad-like face for a moment as the Wizengamot processed this outlandish claim. Liar, she mouthed softly at the boy from the shadows, before making her face emotionless once again.
The smirk stayed internally though, and she celebrated her success inside a bit. Sending the dementors after the boy had definitely been for the best. Somebody had to take action, and it might as well be her!
After all, Harry Potter was a liar. A liar who only wanted to spread fear in the Wizarding world with his rumors of You-Know-Who's return. A liar who was blindly following Dumbledore's misguided and poisoness direction.
He needed to be stopped, and the Dementors had succeeded.
Or so she thought, until Dumbledore had the audacity to accuse the Ministry of sending the Dementors!
Now that she could not stand for!
"Excuse me, Professor Dumbledore," she objected politely, infuriated. How dare him! "So silly of me, but it sounded for a teensy moment as though you were suggesting that the Ministry of Magic had ordered an attack on this boy!"
Her eyes blazed as the man simply smiled and counteracted her statement. This manner continued from there, and it was clear that the hearing had turned so it was no longer in the Ministry's favor.
The question was asked. Dolores voted conviction, reviewing the teenager before her and noting his attempts to gain Dumbledore's attention. It was obvious he admired him.
This bothered her. No young wizard should admire such a man.
To her displeasure, the ruling was cleared of all charges and the hearing was ended. Dolores left with disdain, but also with a new thought.
Things had clearly gone wrong at Hogwarts. Dumbledore's influence was strong and misleading, and he already had his teeth sunk deep into Mr. Potter's unsuspecting young brain.
What the boy needed was proper guidance. A good dose of reality and a Ministry-approved education!
Dumbledore's madness needed to be stopped.
And someone needed to teach Mr. Potter that lying would not be tolerated.