Disclaimer: I am merely playing with other people's creations, I don't own the game/book/anime/TV-show I am borrowing from, nor am I making any money with this. I am writing for fun and practice, as fan-fiction to be shared with others if I feel like it.
A/N: This is Harry Potter fanfiction and AU.
Mother's Wrath - One-Shot
It had been a week since the Potter family had been murdered, and the trials for the Death-Eaters were starting. Sitting on his elevated position Albus Dumbledore held court over Wizengamot, inwardly smirking at how the demands for the Potter heir's location to be revealed had been pushed aside as the trials had to be taken care of and Dumbledore had already ensured that the boy had been delivered where he was safe from the remaining death-eaters. 'Safe from them maybe, but not from his relatives. By now, the charms in the letter should have planted the seeds of hatred into those muggles and by the time he's ready to come to Hogwarts, the boy should be conditioned and eager to latch to a savior taking him from the abusive home.'
Before the first purebloods could be questioned however a ghostly spectre appeared, and shouted at the top of her lungs. "ALBUS PERCIVAL WULFRIC BRIAN DUMBLEDORE! YOU BASTARD!" The people were taken back, before they recognized the ghost that had appeared in their midst, and stared in shock. Never before had there been a ghost from the use of Killing Curse, since it was supposed to banish the soul to afterlife immediately, causing a lethal shock that would stop the heart at the same time.
"You Traitorous Son of a Goat! You have violated your oath as the Witness to the Potter Will by having it sealed! By Ancient Magic, I declare thee an Oath-Breaker!" The shout shocked many, but even more so they were shocked when the celebrated old wizard doubled over screaming in agony, his body glowing with the magical aura in a visible manner before it began to break and float away, the old man's body assaulted by a horrifying pain as his magic fled from his body. He had violated a binding contract, and Lily had called him out on it. This wasn't supposed to be possible he thought to himself amidst a pain worse than any cruciatus could have produced.
"A prophecy was made, The one with the power to vanquish the dark lord approaches, born to those who have thrice defied him, and he shall have a power he knows not, the one with the power to vanquish the dark lord approaches. It was made by a fraud called Sybil Trelawney, but this idiot, and sadly Voldemort believed it!" She growled, causing a buzz through the whole gathered Wizengamot at hearing this. Most people thought prophecies were foolish already, but a self-fulfilling ones were known to exist.
Sybil Trelawney though had been confirmed by the Oracle in Greece to be a fraud who held no true ability in Divination. The most she could access was half-truths caused by over-medicating and consuming too much sherry to hide the smell of the illegal substances that let her experience a rare quasi-prophecy maybe once in a decade. Thus the revelation she was behind the prophecy made the folks all the more sceptical.
"This shameless bastard decided to let a spy who had heard the first half of the prophecy to escape and tell Voldemort, who murdered my family for it! Albus Dumbledore knew this and let the spy go, ON PURPOSE!" This got a lot of indignant shouts to rise in the air. Albus wanted to rise his voice to defend himself but found his voice was gone, and his body too sore to try another time just yet. He had to gather his strength, without his magic he felt shockingly feeble.
"Severus Snape told Voldemort about the prophecy, and both my family and the Longbottoms fit it! We had children born at the end of July, and thus Voldemort went after our families. When he attacked us, James bought me enough time to complete an ancient ritual. I had to plead for my son's life rather than fight, and he refused to spare my child killing me instead. With a plea made and my preparations beforehand, my soul became my son's shield. When Voldemort stepped over my dead body to kill my son he cast the spell only to find my soul there to slam his curse right back into his own face, banishing his evil, tainted soul from his body. The flesh of his ritual-enhanced form could not survive without its magic, and turned to ashes while destroying most of the house in an explosion while my soul sheltered Harry, though unable to prevent all the harm. A piece of wood slashed on my son's forehead leaving a scar there that was tainted by dark magic." She growled angrily.
"This heartless son of a bitch had Hagrid snatch my Harry from his crib and refused to let him go with his godfather, Sirius Black." As she said this a mayhem began with people shouting. "But Sirius Black was your secret keeper and betrayed you!" Which was met with a glare and a quick shout from Lily's ghost. "SILENCE!"
After the crowd settled a bit, though chilled by the power emanating from the ghost and her voice, Lily carried on talking. "Sirius Black was a decoy, he has sworn the old blood oath to never betray Harry as a godfather must! Dumbledore and Remus Lupin were there as witnesses then too! The old man knew Sirius could not have betrayed us, because Dumbledore cast the fidelius charm, and our secret keeper has always been Peter Pettigrew!"
"But Black killed Peter!" Another man shouted, quieting down quickly after Lily's glare. "No, Peter Pettigrew escaped after using a blasting curse on a gas-line and cutting off his finger to leave behind as 'evidence of his demise' before vanishing by using his animagus form of a rat! Sirius Black is innocent, it was Peter Pettigrew that killed all those people, and that betrayed our family. We thought he was like a brother, James, Remus, Sirius and Peter were practically inseparable for most of their stay in Hogwarts, but Peter was always the weakest and prone to jealousy." She shook her head sadly.
"The dead tell many tales to each other, and it is Pettigrew you must hunt. Furthermore, know this from the victims of the death-eater revels! The only way to take the dark mark is by torturing and murdering someone, as the mark is made using their heartblood after you carve the heart right out of their chest! Every member of the death eaters earned that name by vile deeds, and their mark is a symbol of their depravity! Murder! It cannot be taken under Imperious or even reluctantly under a threat, no it has to root in the soul of the one who takes it and the deed marks them corrupted. Each and every one of them is no longer a human, but an animal that belongs to the one that branded them as his cattle, and they are all mine and my Son's through RITE OF CONQUEST." Lily smirked coldly.
"EXECUTE every last one of the Death Eaters. Half their vaults go to their victims and their families, a quarter of the remaining half goes to the ministry to aid in the recovery from this war, and three out of eight shall go to the Potter Vaults. If they are the Head of their House, well that family is quite likely finished." Her tone was cold, and though some wanted to protest loudly to this, the rite of conquest had been invoked and the glow of old magic was present. Refusal would cost them much more than acceptance.
"Dumbledore sealed the Potter will and left Heir Potter to an abusive home. Already he's being starved, as a mere child, and his magic bound by the foul creep of a headmaster, a letter charmed to invoke feelings of strong hatred for the child left to twist the souls of my former relatives, Petunia Dursley nee Evans, her son Dudley, and her husband Vernon. They can be found in Little Whinging, Surrey, at Privet Drive number four. You will find the letter contains Dumbledore's signature as well as the charms that are clearly his, and the wards, illegal blood wards including imprisonment ward are drawing their support out of my son's magical core which isn't even stable yet! This rat bastard has bound my son's core and is having it drained to support his own imprisonment and torment! Thus I demand he faces justice." Her tone cold and final, she drew a long breath before speaking a bit more calmly.
"Sirius Orion Black must have his trial with Veritaserum, and he can prove his innocence. Trying to hide him in Azkaban without a trial means the ones behind the action, Bartemius Crouch and Albus Dumbledore, as well as Minister Bagnold owe him both their formal apologies and must each pay him restitution. Albus Dumbledore has been stealing from the Potter trust vault the moment he got his illegal guardianship approved from the Wizengamot after sealing the Potter will. All of those monies plus half again as much in penalty must be returned to the Potter accounts." She spoke with serious tone, earning more than a few nods from people. It was obvious they had agreed that a crime of this magnitude, especially concerning money, would have to be punished severely.
"Once Sirius Black is free, the Potter Will should be carried out, and Sirius Black be named Harry Potter's guardian. Voldemort may be banished but it is not certain he is gone, for he has made Horcruxes." Her tone was met with disbelief and shock among the esteemed body of the Wizengamot, but people whispered to one another, few knowing what she meant even if not entirely sure how they were made, and others knowing all too well and thinking on it grimly.
"You may have called him the Boy-Who-Lived, but it was a name invented by Albus Dumbledore to try and bolster the boy's image because he had plans to make the boy his puppet when he returned to wizarding world, ignorant of his past and his family's history, a perfect pawn to test and prepare to the inevitable return of Voldemort, at least as far as he seems to believe. Arianna, his sister has told me in the beyond that he has always been a bastard, ever since he and his lover Geller Grindewald agreed that it was the Greater Good that they take over the Wizarding World together. Only Albus doesn't share, and stabbed his lover in the back then making up a tale of a grand duel to bolster his own image." Her snarl was hateful and cold.
"I am Lily Potter nee Evans, a mother betrayed by the dark lord masquerading as the lord of light! I am the protector of my Heir Harry James Potter! I am the bane of Death Eaters in this nation, and through the rite of conquest I claim the magic of their cores to the beyond, so none of those marked as Voldemort's cattle can escape their due judgment!" The screams erupting around the chamber, both from the captive death-eaters waiting trial and a few members of the Wizengamot with known dark tendencies but no proven link to the death eaters until now. The men and women clutching their arms collapsed and fainted, while Lily Potter's ghost smiled coldly.
"Carry out justice, but remember, All it takes for Darkness to triumph is for Good men to do Nothing."Vanishing from the court-room, Lily Potter's soul came back to rest around her son's form, in his dreams comforting her poor child and preparing to aid him through his early years, knowing she would have to cross over to the beyond eventually, but she had set in motion a set of events that would harm the monster and his agenda so that even if Voldemort did return in time, he would find no support and no former members of his gang of thugs and bigots.
The power he knew not? Mother's Wrath.
End Chapter
A/N: One-shot and a rather poor quality one I am willing to admit, but it came to me as a possible short alternative and a throw away thought of what could have happened, in a very short story. Of course, starting from such a huge disadvantaged position Voldemort would have hard time coming back but perhaps it would make him think a bit more like a true Slytherin, rather than being boisterous to the point of looking like an older, uglier Ronald Weasley. He was jealous of other's power, boisterous and trying to be the center of attention, and didn't display one bit of cunning in his actions.
I really dislike Dumbledore the most though.
