Hey everyone,
And just like last year, did I AGAIN get hit with a burst of inspiration for a whole new story at around Summer time. Some of you will probably remember me telling you at the start of Jillian Forge Potter that said story hit me at around June and that I couldn't write anything other than that for quite some time.
Well, the same happened last year in 2018. Just after posting my June update, I needed a break from writing – I didn't finish writing Fate and Universe until the last few days of June – so I did some reading instead. And one fanfic – I forgot which, but still – really hit my inspiration button and just kept on pushing it.
So what is this story about? Well, I am going to give one strong warning/spoiler right here and now: MAJOR PERCY WEASLEY BASHING! Yeah, in the first chapter Percy is the villain and he is basically the core reason the main character did what he does. And to be honest, there will be different kinds of bashing of others too.
Both positive and negative,

Venquine1990

Harrison and Harry
Chapter 01
One Trial For Another

Courtroom 10
Ministry for Magic
12th of August 1995
General POV

The Ministry For Magic. A government tasked with keeping peace among the witches and wizards living on the English and Irish soil. A group of workers who have the responsibility of keeping England up with the way of living of the Magical Continent of Europe. A group who, over the years, has been growing significantly more arrogant.
And the biggest location that, at this point in time, proves this is in Courtroom Ten. Where, in other countries, people would rally together and go against the Minister for Magic if he tried to put a minor on a trial in front of a body that, at one point in time, tried actual criminals, here this body is actually sitting and ready to do so.
And the minor in question? Harry James Potter. A fifteen year old boy who has only known that he is part of this world for little over four years. Who has been getting hurt and avoiding certain death several times over in his young life. Who now has both his well-meaning, but hurtful friends and his own hormones to deal with.

And he might think that he was on his own, but he is not. He actually has Albus Dumbledore standing just behind him, talking with the Minister who is sitting on a raised dais in front of him alongside a woman in nothing but pink and a young man who Harry once considered his friend, yet the man isn't taking things seriously.
He not only talks to the Minister as if they are at Florean Fortescue having some ice cream, he is also actually asking about the charges Harry thought he'd be dealing with against Madam Bones, yet another person who is sitting in the room and looking as if putting a minor on trial like this is part of her every day career.
Yet while this question of the ancient Headmaster is obviously supposed to take the Minister off of the hidden meaning behind the man's statement that he, by happy mistake, arrived at the Ministry three hours early, does it seem as if not everyone is willing to just let bygones be bygones as suddenly another voice intervenes.

"I have some charges for you." The voice says, coming from directly behind Harry, where a young adult man in his late thirties reveals himself by tapping an elegant looking wand on the top of his head, revealing a lot of messy black hair and a pair of startling green eyes that are looking at the audience in very clear distaste.
"Of course they're not the charges you're asking about, but as the witness for the defense you really shouldn't care about those charges so much as you should concern yourself with the state your student is in. Then again, when have you ever shown proper care for that, other than after the fact, so that matter is already mute."
The man goes on, getting off his seat and walking down to the floor where he comes to stand next to Harry. And while some voices mumble about how the two actually look similar and how the man looks like James Potter had he lived, does the mysterious man ignore this and the slightly baffled look the Headmaster gives him.

He turns to Madam Bones and asks: "Madam Bones, would the Head of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement be so kind as to join us down here on the floor. I have both the charges I wish to press, identification to my person and evidence behind said charges and I would like to share them with you, if you please.
Don't mind him." He ends when he spots Madam Bones looking at the Minister, who instantly turns purple and snaps: "Who are you? I demand an identification this instant." But the mystery man remains passive and answers: "Someone who's seen Ministers much more competent, honorable and dignified than you'll ever be."
Shocking the man into a spluttering rage and apparently inspiring Madam Bones to follow through on his request. She comes down to the floor and comes to stand on the other side of the stone seat that Harry is still in. The mystery man sends her a grateful, proud smile before he takes a simple looking handbag out of his pocket.
He puts his arm in this and actually makes more of his arm disappear down into the bag than should be possible, proving that the bag has some kind of expansion charm on the inside. From it, the man pulls several things. One roll of parchment, one small book that looks like a journal and one folded bit of parchment with an official seal on it.

"The roll first, the journal after and you can use the folded parchment as further confirmation that everything you read in the journal is done of the writer's own volition and desire. Also, if you check the back of the journal after you read the scroll, you will see that all of this is entirely legal – well, what I ask you to do, that is."
The man advises the witch, who seems to let her interest in the items handed to her overcome her curiosity in regards to everything else and she takes the items in the order he recommends. She reads the scroll and her eyes widen, her monocle falling out and show a great variety of emotions the further she gets to the end of the scroll.
She looks up at the man, who seems just as willing to ignore everyone else around them as she is due to her shock and he nods as he says: "Exactly, here you go." And he calmly hands her the journal. The woman takes it and instantly turns to look at its back. She spots something at the bottom left of the bottom and nods at this.

She then turns the book back around and the man says: "Page twenty-two. I do believe it was the third or fourth paragraph that will give you the evidence you desire. Do make sure you pay attention to the date, that is vital." The woman instantly pages through the journal to the page mentioned and her eyes roam over said page.
Again the same emotions as before cross through both her eyes and over her face, this time mostly raging anger and utter disgust. She seems to read through the mentioned paragraph several times, her eyes proving she is trying very hard to convince herself that the words in the journal are not telling her the things she is reading.
She looks up again and instantly the man hands her the last article, the folded parchment with the seal on top, as he says: "This medical report was conducted by the same Healer who recently did a check-up on the new leader of the MACUSA. The examination, as you will be able to read, was as thorough as magic can make it."

Madam Bones takes the document with obvious hesitation and asks: "I won't find what I want, will I?" To which the man sincerely answers: "I very much doubt that." Madam Bones resigns herself to this statement with only a small sigh of defeat and reads the report, a hint of respect showing on her face as she reads it.
"Very well, I have read everything I need. I will take things from here." The woman states clearly at the end of her reading and she turns to a fuming Minister and his entourage. Yet his anger dissipates instantly upon her next statement: "Auror, arrest Percival Ignatius Weasley. Contain him and bring him down here, instantly."

And just like the mystery man, does an Auror actually appear from what looked like a pillar standing behind the Minister's raised dais. This startles all that are seated with the Minister and before Percy Weasley can do anything, does the Auror have him with his arms behind his back and a wand in the redhead's neck.
"What – what – WHAT IS THE MEANING OF THIS!" The Minister yells as his Assistant is taken from his dais and the mystery man mutters: "I'd get out of that seat, if I were you." Harry does so, obviously baffled and very much confused, but anyone with eyes can see that he is also grateful of this trial having changed course like it has.
Percy is forced into the seat and the mystery man says: "Time to bring this all to an end." His tone proving he is ready to deal the finishing blow to all this. Madam Bones grimaces at this, but the man turns to Harry and says: "Once I've said my part, speak with your full name and second my statement. Please do so, okay?"

And with how much the tone has changed from angered, determined and ready to bring this all to an end to caring, helpful and trusting, does Harry get so startled, he just nods without realizing. At this Dumbledore tries to step in, but Madam Bones strongly snaps: "Not now, Dumbledore. This doesn't concern you."
And if anyone were to gaze in the mystery man's eyes, they would see just how strongly he agrees with this. Yet this look is short-lived and is closely followed by an official look of strength as the man turns from Harry to Percy Weasley to Madam Bones to the hall at large. And as he speaks, does a note of amusement ring through his voice.

"I, Harrison James Potter, hereby declare that, in repayment of the life debt owed to House Potter by House Weasley, anything and everything made public about this trial of Percival Ignatius Weasley is to be defended to the bone, but only in defense of every member of House Weasley, bar Percival himself.
If any press or media or form of conversation is to try and put the blame of this trial's outcome on any other Weasley, be they Molly Anne, Ginerva Molly or even Charles William, let the person trying this become unable to do so and lose all chances of earning public respect until they stop their attempts.
May no harm, be it physical, magical or otherwise, backslash, slander, bad media or bad press hit any member of the House of Weasley bar Percival, regardless of the outcome of this very trial, here in Courtroom 10 of the Wizengamot on the 12th of August in the year 1995. So I have stated, so shall it be done."

And while one would have been able to hear a pin drop on the floor of the courtroom, even all the way in the Atrium several floors up, does a single look from the mystery man, now identified as Harrison, at the boy who is clearly related to him in some way or another, inspire said young man into a speech of his very own.
"I – I, Harry James Potter, hereby second the statement made by Harrison James Potter and declare that all these provisions and requirements are to be met from this day forth until the day that the last member of House Weasley currently alive passes onto the Next Great Adventure. So I swear, so mote it be."
And the way that the smirk on Harrison's face turns wider and grows with pride as the younger Potter speaks is all the reward the younger member of the Ancient House needs as he feels a great sense of accomplishment rise up in him. Yet at the same time, he has no idea how much more that sense is going to grow in the years to come.

Well done, Harry.
Okay, I think we can all guess who Harrison really is, but I felt like I did when I wrote about Jillian choosing her name and all that. Next chapter will dive into that as well as the actual details written in the scroll, journal and medical report that Harrison gave Madam Bones. And he is also going to go badass on multiple others.
This – will be good,

Venquine1990
PS. Yes, in this story, I am going to write magical Oaths in Bold lettering. Sorry, not sorry.