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Mid-December 2016

Lucius Malfoy sighed to himself. Like most wizards, he aged more slowly than his muggle counterparts, so he still looked more like a man in his late-thirties than his early-sixties. The strains of the nearly two decades since Voldemort fell had taken their toll, however. No, he had not been imprisoned, thanks to Draco and Cissy's roles (however unintentional!) in the defeat, but things had changed. That accursed mudblood Weasley had effectively arranged for all the half-bloods, mudbloods, half-breeds and even house elves to have as many rights as proper respectable purebloods. Now, it seemed the entire of the Wizengamot, the parliament and high court of the British wizards, was in the pockets of her and her friends Potter and Shacklebolt.

Lucius' last few perfectly reasonable attempts to ensure purebloods were exempt from some of the more restrictive prohibitions emanating from the Wizengamot Chamber (who in their right minds objected to purebloods of the Most Ancient and Noble Houses keeping Dark Magic items in their homes?) had failed. The Potter, Bones and Longbottom Houses were never going to agree with him, true, but the Greengrasses were Slytherin to the core. Surely they should be on his side? Merlin, the current Greengrass patriarch is Draco's father-in-law! Why he had married that Astoria wench when Pansy Parkinson was from a less argumentative family was beyond Lucius' comprehension. Well, since that dyke Parkinson was spoiled goods thanks to Nott, Crabbe and Goyle's sons' antics at Hogwarts when the Carrows were de facto Heads of Slytherin, that might have worked to his advantage. Did it never occur to those fools that bullying Bulstrode and raping Parkinson and Davis might turn them Sapphic like Astoria's elder sister?

The Malfoy patriarch blinked. Daphne Greengrass can't have heirs, naturally anyway. Neither can the Bulstrode and Parkinson daughters! Since neither family has any other children and the patriarchs are going through with disowning them, those seats must go into abeyance. Unless I can argue that, as all three families have close links to the Blacks and Malfoys, I can claim them either for myself or on Draco's behalf? Merlin, young Scorpius is the Greengrass heir after his aunt and mother! If I do that, I can make it much harder for Shacklebolt and his friends to get their laws passed. Who knows, I might even get a few sensible laws passed, allowing purebloods some privileges again? If only Potter and that blasted freak of his, Wonder Witch, don't learn of it in time to poke their noses into my affairs? I wonder if she actually is a real British witch and not another of those garishly costumed Yanks Potter seems to attract?

This votes idea paid for close attention, though. Maybe, Lucius reflected, he could start indulging in some proper political skulduggery again?

Christmas Eve 2016

12 Grimmauld Place was a hub of activity on Christmas Eve. Harry and Ginny Potter had three children to organise, wrap-up presents for and pack off to bed at a reasonable hour. Despite the help of their old house elf Kreacher and, with their self-contained flat in the converted loft, Millicent Bulstrode and her fiancée Pansy Parkinson, this was accomplished at a time closer to one that James, Albus and Lily would have considered reasonable than their harassed parents. Now, though, the two couples were lying exhausted on settees in the main Potter lounge.

"Merlin," Millie muttered, "how many bedtime stories did I need to tell the littl'un?"

"You love her really, Millie dear!" Harry reminded her.

"Yes, James and Albie too, but that doesn't make 'em any less hard work! At least, Wonder Witch has been busy recently, so…" Whatever the goddess-blessed honorary Amazon was about to say was cut off by an urgent mirror-call from the Auror office.

"Harry," the duty Auror announced apologetically, "some drunken rioters are kicking up a fuss that is extreme by Knockturn Alley standards. Can you assist?"

"Of course!" Harry agreed. Once the call was ended, he prepared to Apparate to work. "Millie, can you Apparate to a vantage point near Knockturn Alley? This sounds like a job for Wonder Witch!"

"You and Millie need to spend less time with Kara and Clark!" Pansy groaned. "That sounds like the sort of cheesy nonsense Kryptonians come up with!"

"Funny how you never complain about it in the bedroom, love!" Millie pulled her fiancée in for a very thorough non-verbal goodbye, whilst Harry did the same with Ginny. They Apparated away.

"One of these days," Ginny grumbled, "we will have a Christmas that makes Walford's seem happy!"

"That muggle soap is pretty unrealistic!" her PA agreed. The previous July, Millie and Pansy had been bullied into another of Zabini and Nott's pureblood supremacist plots. Thanks to the other-worldly entity called Aslan, they had changed sides and the full horror of their pasts had been revealed. Harry had arranged with his friend Diana Prince for them, Tracy Davis and Daphne Greengrass to receive training and therapy on Themyscira. Not only had this allowed Millie, Pansy and Tracy to recover from the horrific bullying (and, in Pansy and Tracy's cases, sexual assaults and even rape) they had received at Hogwarts during the Carrows' reign of terror, but Millie and Pansy had fallen passionately in love. With Daphne and Tracy (a couple for several years) having tied the knot earlier in the month, they were due to marry themselves on the 27th.

In addition, Millie had been chosen by the Six Goddesses to become their Champion in the British Wizard World. Gifted with an impressive arsenal of armour and weapons, she was now the Aurors' archivist in her civilian identity, as well as being the celebrated Wonder Witch! With Pansy becoming Ginny's PA, the Potters had arranged for their loft to be converted into a flat for the couple. Since Millie and Pansy had quickly become adopted as sisters and aunts by the Potter parents and children respectively, everyone was happy with the arrangement.

"So, is all prepared for the ceremony tomorrow, Gin?" Pansy asked.

"The blood adoption rite, Pansy? When Millie and Harry became siblings in magic and blood as well as love? All is prepared!

"Are you both ready for the two ceremonies on the 27th and for your hen parties on Boxing Day?"

"Very much so!"

"Good! Now to await the return of your heroine and my hero!"

Millie had Apparated to a balcony on the corner of Diagon Alley and Knockturn Alley. She quickly spun rapidly to the right as Diana had taught her, creating a vortex, ending in a bright flash accompanied by a thunderclap. Wonder Witch looked down at the rioters and saw Harry, Ron and the other Aurors had begun to appear. Her black knee-length high-heeled boots were charmed to be light as a feather despite her large, muscular frame and to allow flight. Activating the flight function with a telepathic command, she launched herself gracefully into the air.

One rioter was just intoning the Avada of the Killing Curse at an Auror when something golden slammed into his wrist from above, sending his wand flying. He looked up and saw Wonder Witch, descending, catch her tiara and place it back in her long flowing black hair. Her bronzed, toned skin emerged from black armour and skirt covering her from décolletage to upper thigh. The black armour was marked with astrological and alchemical symbols and her tiara bore the Caduceus symbol. A Caduceus wand was in a holster in the golden belt around her waist, alongside a lasso and a sword in a scabbard. A bronzed shield was hung across her back and large bracelets covered her forearms from her wrists to her elbows. Even given the darkness of the night, her beauty was evident. Millie, who had spent much of her life condemned as ugly and overweight, was enjoying Wonder Witch's sex symbol status. Pansy, as much as she quailed at the thought of sex with a man after her horrific experiences in the past, was delighted to have landed a more desired catch than Draco Malfoy. Whilst they couldn't let the truth become widely known, both women knew that everyone who really mattered (Daphne, Tracy and the Potters in particular) were in on the secret.

As she neared the ground, Wonder Witch kicked out, catching two rioters under the chins with the toes of her boots. Her strength increased to metahuman levels by her magic belt, the two goons were sent flying back some yards. Once landed, she quickly got to work. One minute she was deflecting curses harmlessly with bracelets and hoplon, the next she was flinging two thugs at a time twenty yards away from her. With arms, legs, sword, shield, wand and tiara, she set about the rioters with gusto. The flat of her sword and her hoplon were both used to knock rioters effortlessly to the ground, with the Caduceus Wand used to fire accurate stunning and disarming spells at regular intervals. According to Diana, only the Elder Wand is more powerful than this one. Encouraged by her presence, the Aurors began to overwhelm the drunken yobs and aggravated activists. Before long, the rioters were all either Disapparated or in custody.

"Thank you for the assistance, Wonder Witch," Harry told her. "We had best get this lot back to the Ministry holding cells."

"Anytime, Harry. See you soon." She winked discretely at him before flying off. As she soared into the sky, she knew that most male (and a fair chunk of the female) eyes were focused on her ample bust, lengthy legs and pert posterior. It was good to be in clothing that flattered her buxom, muscular form, rather than making her appear fat. She never had been fat, whatever that bastard Nott might have thought, although it had saved her from sexual assault or worse. Well, should he ever escape from Azkaban, he would pay in full for what he did to Pansy and Tracy. Goyle would pay, too.

Landing on a flat rooftop, Wonder Witch apparated back to the main lounge at 12 Grimmauld Place, where she was promptly embraced by Pansy and Ginny. She kissed Pansy long and deeply, before pecking Ginny's cheek. Once done, she spun herself back into Millie.

Before too long, Harry had Apparated in from the Ministry of Magic. "Merry Christmas!" he called, as he felt three sets of arms encircle him, before one set of lips claimed his own and two more his cheeks. Once the greeting had finished, he asked Kreacher for four sherry glasses and a bottle of Harvey's Bristol Cream to toast each other a Happy Christmas.

Christmas Morning was the usual whirl of activity. Unlike the Broad Church Anglican Grangers, neither the Dursleys nor the Weasleys had been particularly religious, so Midnight Mass and Morning Worship were not on the agenda. A few lusty choruses of "Good King Wenceslas" or "God Rest Ye Merry, Gentlemen" was about as Christian as the Potters got! Millie had set up a shrine to the Six Goddesses in the flat, but a few incense offerings and her and Pansy dancing in the nude in front of it was about the limit of their devotions. When asked what she got out of it, Pansy quipped that ogling her fiancée's bare breasts bouncing madly was an ecstatic experience in itself! There were, however, presents to be exchanged, visitors to be greeted and roast turkey with all the trimmings to be cooked and consumed.

The highpoint of the festivities was a short, simple ceremony. Harry cut a gash in his hand, sterilised the blade and passed it to Millie, who promptly cut her own hand. They then entwined the fingers of their cut hands and intoned "Brother and sister, in love, magic and now blood, forever!" A bright flash of golden light lately and the ceremony was over. Everyone agreed something had changed. Harry's black hair seemed less messy and his lithe frame a tad more muscular. There was a tinge of green in Millie's eyes. Whatever, Harry hugged his friend, kissed her cheeks and grabbed her hand and raised it in triumph. "May I now present to you my sister by blood-rite, Millicent Potter! Welcome, officially, to the family, Millie!"

"Yay!" cried Lily as she and Albus hugged Millie tightly. "Now you really are our Auntie Millie!"

"In a couple of days, Auntie Pansy will really be our Aunt by marriage too!" Albus noted.

"Well," Ginny said as she hugged and kissed Millie and Pansy, "if their parents don't want them, we Potters will gladly have them in our family. This only makes it official!"

"You're crying, Auntie Millie?" Lily noted.

"These are happy tears, Lily dear. Very happy tears!" Millie knelt and kissed her niece's cheeks and forehead. "I'm a proper Potter now! And I have the most marvellous brother, sister-in-law, nephews and niece, to go with my gorgeous fiancée! My luck has changed completely!

"They will never bully me again, nor do those things with Pansy and Tracy. So, littl'un, I could not be happier. Well, that is until you are my bridesmaid, your Mum my matron of honour, your Dad my escort and Pansy my bride in less than 48 hours, anyway."

Lucius Malfoy grinned to himself. By contacting and offering inducements to a couple of associates in the relevant departments of the Ministry of Magic, he had unearthed a couple of pieces of forgotten legislation. Now, in the Wizengamot, it was a version of one hereditary member family, one vote. There was, however, nothing to stop one family from acting as proxy for any number of others.

Lucius' current plan was ingenious. He would bring a few technical "points of order" at the start of the next Wizengamot session. It would not take much to convince a majority of the other families that this was some trifling administrative issue. Of course, he knew that it would effectively allow him to claim the votes for a number of dark or neutral sided families as "the head of the closest family to have produced a viable male heir". With these votes, he would have in excess of the third of the votes in the Wizengamot chamber. Since at least a two-thirds majority was required for a contentious or major vote to be carried, that gave him an effective veto. Perhaps he could even propose some outlandish proposals in support of pureblood supremacy, then 'compromise' to get the laws he wanted in the first place? It was worth thinking about, anyway.

Well, he would have to see the look on the faces of the likes of the Greengrass patriarch when they tried to cast a vote and discovered that they had already voted and probably the opposite way to how they had intended. In addition, criminal trials of allies and sympathisers could be guaranteed to end in acquittal. He could arrange to be on the panel of every committee, including the ones overseeing Hermione Weasley's magical law and Harry Potter's Auror departments. Perhaps he could even force Potter to stop using carnival sideshow acts like Wonder Witch, or agree to move to the former Colonies where freaks were welcome. For one happy moment, Lucius had thought about trying to claim the Black vote, but since Potter was proxy for his godson (who, as the grandson of the second Black sister, had a senior claim to Draco, the son of the third) that was too risky. It would be better to leave the Potter, Bones and Longbottom votes alone as well!

Now to set the cat among the pigeons and legally take control of the British wizard world…