Ron was looking at Harry with something akin to awe on his face; apparently the idea of forcing Malfoy to relive his worst memories was very appealing to him. Harry had expected this from Ron, his best friend was loyal beyond anything else, and would stand by him no matter what.

Hermione looked almost fearful, until Ron began whispering in her ear, and she calmed down, now just looking nervous. Harry had expected that as well, she would be shocked and scandalized at first, until her logical way of thinking kicked in and she realized that it was all for the best.

Ginny's reaction was the only one that surprised him. She actually looked happy, and there was deffinately pride on her face. She seemed to approve completely of Harry hurting Draco, and was even smiling about. It was a very interesting response from her, but then again, she had good reason to hate the Malfoy's.

Once everyone had recovered from their shock, discussion resumed once again, directed towards Harry's new abilities and knowledge, until Hermione asked the million-Galleon question.

"Harry, why did you want to learn all of this? I mean apart from fighting Voldemort?"

Harry thought about his answer, he hadn't really planned out how he would tell his friends of his plans, but now that the time was at hand, he thought a very direct approach was good, no beating around the bush. Harry didn't like the idea of hiding information from his friends, or telling half truths, people like that were the reason he was doing this, so he went for the blunt edge.

"I'm going to take over Hogwarts and the Ministry, and start running this country the right way."

The simple statement brought an utter silence to the compartment that even a Dementor had not been able too. Hermione and Ron were clearly in disbelieving shock, and Ginny still had that smile on her face, but she was frozen in shock as well, if slightly less then the others.

"Harry are you kidding? You're going to take over England? That almost the most ridiculous think I've ever heard." said Hermione, once she recovered enough to talk.

"No Hermione, I'm deadly serious, listen…"

Harry spent the next three hours detailing his plans to his friends, the sun had disappeared by the time he had finished. Ginny was a actually looking giddy, she seemed positively excited, while Ron and Hermione were skeptical.

"Look, just play along tonight and you'll see just how serious this is, ok?"

Both of his friends agreed, and they spent the rest of the trip in relative silence, while Harry used some subtly Legilimany to sway his friends opinions of his plans. He paused once again at Ginny's thoughts, her imaginings had drawn up a daydream of herself in Harry's new world that he really approved of, every king needs a queen after all.

Once the train had arrived, and the carriages had taken the four up to the castle, Harry led them down a passage way towards the dungeons, instead of into the Great Hall. They waited there, for fifteen minutes, until the sorting and Dumbledore's speech were over. Mad Eye Moody had joined them in that time, and he and Harry were conversing in hushed tones. When they were done, Moody settled down to wait, and the rest headed for the Great Hall, Harry leading the rest.

The quickly organized in the entrance hall, it was important that they make an impression when they entered the Great Hall. Harry had used Legilimeny to covertly teach his friends enough to get by for tonight, so he wasn't worried about them. This was his first real test, and he was anxious to see if he would be equal to it.

Harry was in front, with Ginny just behind and slightly to the left, Ron and Hermione flanking them. Harry blew open the doors with a silent spell, and the four swept into the hall. The effect was exactly what Harry had wanted, they looked menacing, and they had the attention of the entire Hall. Dumbledore rose from his seat, clearly startled by the disturbance.

"Mr. Potter, what is the meaning of this?" asked the Headmaster in a commanding voice. Harry had only heard him use it twice before, and both times the Professor had been talking to people who had been trying to do great harm. The first time had been then they had discovered Bart Crouch Jr., the second was when Dumbledore dueled Voldemort at the Ministry. Harry didn't let it effect him at all, he just sneered at the Headmaster, and threw out his challenge.

"I've come to remove you from you position as Headmaster of Hogwarts. You've made too many mistakes, and those mistakes have cost lives, and will endanger countless more. I'm going to ask you one time to co-operate, and then I'm going to make you."

Stunned silence greeted his words, no one knew how to react. The teachers where all looking at him as if he were crazy, many of the students too, only those who knew him best really believed that he was serious.

"I'm afraid I cannon do that Harry, perhaps we should retire to my office to discuss this." Dumbledore was at least taking him seriously, perhaps he recognized the significance of the light burning in Harry's eyes. The Boy-Who-Lived never bothered to respond to the invitation, he just started the fight.

Harry's first curse surprised nearly everyone, even Dumbledore, supposedly the most powerful wizard in the world, had no chance of dodging it. The bright purple light hit the Headmaster's torso, causing his robs to catch fire. That was the only visable effect, under the surface, Harry's Organ Stopping Curse was already working to shut down the Professor's heart. The spell would take some time to work, and Dumbledore wasn't going to just sit back and wait.

The Headmaster turned his wand to Harry, silently casting Stunning Spells as fast as the eye could see. Harry started dodging to the left, using the seated students as a natural shield. He knew that Dumbledore would never risk hurting a student, and he was going to press any advantage he could. Harry rolled behind the Gryffindor table, springing to his feet and firing Slashing and Cutting Curses. Arches of red, white, and yellow light flew towards Dumbledore, who ducked around some of them, blocking others, and conjuring a stone wall in front of the last two.

Dumbledore returned fire with some more powerful spells, Slashing Curses and Explosion Hexes among them. Harry's shield held against all of them easily, and he retaliated with two more Slashing Curses, followed by a quick Dementius Cuse. Dumbeldore's eyes went wide when he recognized the curse, and he paused momentarily, but that was all Harry needed. He had been rigourisly trained to press every advantage, and to always be looking for openings. He cast an Explosion Hex, which caught Dumbledore wide open. The spell blew the Headmaster into the wall behind the Staff table, and he did not get up.

"Acio Wand!" Dumbledore's want flew into Harry's hand, and he nodded at his friends, who bound the old man in ropes, then levitated him out the Great Hall. Harry had been worried that they might not follow the plan, whether from shock or disbelief, but they had kept their heads. It wasn't over, not by a long shot, Dumbledore would be fine in a few hours, and he would have no trouble escaping, but Harry couldn't bring himself to do anything more to the man; he had always had the best intentions.

"Teachers, students, I would like to introduce you to your new Headmaster, Alastor Moody!"

Harry's announcement did nothing to break the silence until the thumping of Moody's fake leg came into hearing. The old Auror made his way through the Hall and to the staff table, taking Dumbledore's before anyone could react. Professor McGonagall stood, the look on her face clearly showing shock and disbelief.

"Mr. Potter, surely this is some kind of joke?" she asked, not sounding as if she believed it was, but hoping anyway.

"No Professor, this is no joke. I'm taking control of things, and I want someone a little more, realistic, in charge of the school. Professor Moody will do nicely. If there is a problem with that, any complaintants can join Dumbledore."

Professor McGonagall re-took her seat, not wanting to test Harry's resolve; those flickering eyes were frightening. She wasn't sure if she should expect Dumbledore to pop out and yell "surprise!", but something told her that this was for real.

"Enjoy tonight, because tomorrow you're going to learn how to fight a war, the hard way, and the right way. Goodnight."

With those words Harry turned his back on the school, rejoining his friends, and walking up to Gryffindor Tower next to Ginny. He was going to have to talk to her sooner or later, preferably sooner, but he was rather tired after all that. Dueling Dumbledore was not an easy thing to do, no matter how powerful Harry was, and it had taken a lot of strength to maintain that shield under the barrage of spells. Dumbledore and Voldemort where probably the only two wizards who could prove that tough to beat, and Harry had already proved himself equal to one of them, but he needed to convert the Ministry before he went after Voldemort.

The Aurors would be the next step. Harry had been in contact with Tonks and Kingsly, briefly, and knew that the Aurors would follow anyone with a better battle plan then Fudge. Remus had assured him that the Werewolves would side with him, after hearing what he was trying to accomplish. Once the Ministry was under his control, he would make short work of the Death Eaters, and then Voldemort himself.

Harry ceased his mental planning to watch Ginny go through the portrait hole, she was already starting to move with the grace and awareness of a trained fighter. The Legilimency that Harry had used on his friends wasn't very effective, but it seemed that Ginny had reacted well, and picked up more then Harry would have guessed, it was fitting that would be a natural.

Ron and Hermione weren't faring so well, but after a few weeks with him and Snape, they would be up to par, and then they could put everything into motion.