Chapter 1: A Ghost from The Past
Harry sat down as he awaited his trial. He felt nervous and wondered if the Ministry would really throw him out of Hogwarts. Dumbledore had just shown up from behind Harry and began to act as his defence lawyer, but before Dumbledore got to present his witness the doors of the courtroom, were open. Everyone had been angry as why the doors were open, when everyone knew it couldn't be done while a court was in session, but the person who had walked in was not just anybody.
The whole courtroom had gone into shock except for Percy Weasley, who was the annotator. The Umbridge woman, with her toad-like face and ribbons, had turned very pale and even her lips had turned blue. Even, Dumbledore was speechless, but Harry wasn't. The moment he had seen her come in, he knew it was impossible for his mother to be alive, but seeing her in the flesh was another story. Lily Evans scanned the courtroom quickly as if making a mental note of who was there, before laying her eyes on Harry.
'Am I late?' she asked Fudge and then completely ignored him as she walked towards Harry, with a motherly smile on her lips. She looked exactly as Harry had pictured her: slender build, with long silky red hair that reached her mid-back, green emerald eyes and smiled just for him. Harry almost got up to hug her and to make sure that what he was seeing was real and it was not his imagination, created out of fear of leaving Howarts.
She placed a hand on his shoulders and faced the Ministry members, with a look of hatred on her face. Harry felt a surge of happiness flow through him, as he felt her hand touch him. She was real, though Harry and that was all that mattered to him. At that moment, a though occurred to him. If his mother was here with him, wouldn't that mean that his father was also alive? If he was...where was he? Why had he not come to see him? All these questions ran throgh his head as his mother spoke.
'Which one of you is Umbridge?' His mother demanded, with green eyes flashing in anger as she laid them on Umbridge, who was now whispering to Fudge.
Fudge didn't want to talk to her but had no choice because he squared his shoulders before speaking. 'Mrs. Potter, we are in the middle of—' Fudge was cut off.
'UMBRIDGE I HAVE THE ORDERS YOU SENT TO THE DEMENTORS TO KILL MY SON!' she screamed at Umbridge and she waved a piece of parchment for everyone to see. Dumbledore grabbed the parchment from her hand as the jury gasped in horror along with the rest of Ministry members
'Lies!' sneered Umbridge as she held her nose up high in the air.
'Let me see that!' demanded Fudge from Dumbledore, but it was too late. The parchment was already making its way through the members of the jury; as each one shook his or her head in disappointment. Fudge had enough and demanded that Dumbledore continued with his defence.
Ten minutes later Harry was leaving the courtroom with a smile on his face. Not because all the charges had been dropped and that he could continue studying at Hogwarts; but it was the fact that he had his mother again and if he was lucky, even his father. Mr. Weasley was waiting for him outside, looking very worried.
'How did it go?' he asked.
'Perfect!' was the only word Harry could say, as the doors of the courtroom closed behind him. His mother had stayed behind to put the Umbridge woman in her place, with the promise that she would meet with him later on.