A/N: HP still isn't mine. The plot is though! Ask before using. THanks to CosmicAngel for being Beta!

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Syco: LOL I have you totally confused. Don't worry! YOu will know soon enough. BTW I imagine Lucius with grey eyes...About Percy spying on Fudge... you have t wait for that :p

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Chapter 4

When the rider entered the huge castle two men approached him.
"How is he?" asked the younger of the two.
"Not too good," replied the rider
"Everything went smoothly?" asked the older man
"Yep. They'll have some fun with this."
"Very well," said the older man. "Let's go to the infirmary. We can talk there."
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Harry Potter kidnapped?

At 4.10 am the Minister's office informed the Daily Prophet that Mr Harry James Potter was tragically kidnapped from his residence in Surrey. "The door had been blasted open and the Dark Mark was found floating over the house." we were informed by the British Minister of Magic, Cornelius Oswald Fudge. "Upon arriving in the house we found Professor Dumbledore and some other wizards attempting to wake Mr Potter's Muggle relatives. They haven't regained consciousness yet, leaving the Healers at St Mungo's stupefied." The Daily Prophet asks the public - does Albus Dumbledore, Headmaster of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, anything to do with the incident? The investigating Head Auror Charles Williams, told us, "I can't give you a statement in that matter. The investigation isn't finished."
We are still unsure how Albus Dumbledore was informed of the attack before the Ministry of Magic, and who the as yet unnamed citizens were with him.

"He was informed by a magical citizen. She informed the Headmaster before the Ministry." replied a scandalised Minister Fudge "This is against the law. It counts as failure to render assistance. Of course we acted instantly. The woman was temporarily arrested at 3.12 am. The hearing is already scheduled. As for Professor Dumbledore's attendance on the scene - he claims that he was merely fulfilling his duty as headmaster.  However the Ministry finds this hard to comprehend, considering the lack of other Hogwarts professors, and will be investigating fully" assured the Minister.
Is Professor Dumbledore spying on Mr Potter?
"You'd have to ask him that yourselves." replied Head Auror Williams "But I can assure you that we have our eyes open."

"We don't know who kidnapped Mr Potter. We have our assumptions but we need to investigate further." said Minister Fudge "I promise, that the public will be informed instantly should some witnesses or any facts about Mr Potter's disappearance appear. I am sorry that we can't give you many facts, but the public has a right to know about Mr Potter, the saviour of our world."
What about You-Know-Who?
"He-who-must-not-be-named is lying low after the attack on the Department of Mysteries. I don't know about anything else." was the Minister's only comment
The Daily Prophet also wants to apologise to Mr Potter about the imputations made last year. The Daily Prophet was misguided by one Dolores Jane Umbridge,who  has mysteriously disappeared after attempting to control both Hogwarts, the country's leading school, and the Ministry.
"Madame Umbridge sent Dementors after Mr Potter last year." said First Assistant Percival Weasley. " She  acted independently of the Ministry and blatantly disobeyed our orders. It appears that she was trying to assume the leadership of the British Wizarding World. Her beliefs were and still are complete nonsense. She held beliefs similar to He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named, and attempted to gain a tyrannical control over the country. Fortunately she was dealt with efficiently, and currently resides in the Psychotic ward for Criminal Individuals in St Brutus."
The Daily Prophet will immediately inform the public with any news about Mr Potter's disappearance.

written by
Daily Prophet Ministry correspondents
Adelia Doras & Walter Linson


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"Oh my God! MUM!" Ginny screamed, tears in her eyes. "Is it true, Mum? Did they really kidnap Harry?"

Mrs Weasley's eyes filled with tears and she just nodded before burying her face in a dish towel.

Lee and Katie choked on their toasts.

"I have to tell Hermione and Ron," stuttered Ginny and she left the room, the Daily Prophet clutched tightly in her hand.

George sat there shocked. "No not him, too." He stood up and left the room the door flying shut behind him.

"George," called Alicia after him desperately.

"Let's talk to him," muttered a pale Angelina.

Alicia nodded and together they left the kitchen.

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Ginny nearly ran into Hermione on the second flight of stairs.
"Her-Hermione, we have – to talk." stuttered Ginny breathing hard, her eyes filled with tears.

"What is it, Ginny? Did something happen?" asked the bushy haired girl, suddenly alarmed.

George suddenly stomped past them, Alicia and Angelina calling after him.

"Ginny?" asked Hermione again.

"Not here," sniffed Ginny, "Let's go to Ron. I don't want to tell it twice." She brushed a tear off her cheek.
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They entered Ron's room quickly, and Ginny sat on Harry's bed.
Hermione went over to the other bed and shook Ron's shoulder.

"Ron, Ron wake up." Ron just mumbled something and turned around.
"RON" said Hermione louder. Ginny just sniffed. Another tear rolled down her face.

"RONALD MICHAEL WEASLEY! GET UP NOW!"
Ron shot up in bed.

"Wha...Hermione? What are you doing in here?" he asked startled.

"Not now Ron! Ginny has something to tell us." Hermione pointed at the now sniffing Ginny. She looked up and brushed another tear away.

"I was in the kitchen an...and the Daily Prophet came." She started sobbing.

"Did something happen?" asked Ron alarmed.

Ginny unfolded the paper and looked at the front page for a moment. Then she turned it around.

Ron went pale and Hermione gasped. "NO! That can't be true!"

"It is." sniffed Ginny. "Mum said so!"

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Albus Dumbledore sat in his circular office behind the big polished oak desk. In front of him are many pieces of parchment, everyone of them with an name written on them. Either in red, blue, green or black. In his hands he held a thick roll of parchment. On the top was written in red,

Name: Harry James Potter
Date of Birth: July, 31st  1984
Parents: Lillian Rose Callaway Evans Potter & James Edward Arthur McStuart Potter

Legal magical Guardians:
Sirius Alexander  Lee Black (Godfather) deceased in 1999
Amy Maria Callaway-Douglas (Godmother)
Remus Artemis Bade Lupin (Werewolf)
Annelise Christine Koltor deceased 1995

Current Guardians (appointed by Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore without Ministry of Magic consent or approval of Amy Maria Callaway-Douglas (Godmother) ) Petunia Violet Evans Dursley and Vernon Peter Dursley

Home: no 4 Privet Drive, Surrey, England

Other Relatives of Mr Potter: Dudley Vachel Dursley, Marge Jessebelle Dursley

Security: Different security spells and screeners. (More information in the protocol) MrPotter's house is since his return observed by at least one person.

On November, the second 1985 Mr Potter was left alone on the doorstep of Privet Drive no 4. He was found by Petunia Violet Evans Dursley at exactly 7.32 am...

The old wizard's head snapped up when he heard a tapping at the window. His red and gold Phoenix Fawkes cooed at him. The headmaster waved his hand, the window opened and a large brown owl carrying the Daily Prophet swooped in. The owl flew over the desk, dropped the paper and flew out, while some papers fell on the floor at the owls rush. Dumbledore sighed before he closed the window with the same motion as before. He took the paper and opened it. His eyebrows lifted before he stared angrily at the paper.

Then he stood up and went over to the fireplace. He threw some floo powder into the fireplace and stuck his head in, "Arabella Figg's residence"

The green flames were flickering wildly. Suddenly, a loud 'thump' was hears and the old wizard flew out of the fireplace landing in the set of chairs and the small table behind him with a crash.

At that moment Minerva McGonagall entered the room, Severus Snape at her side.

"Albus!" she shrieked before she and Professor Snape hurried over to the old Wizard. They stood next to Dumbledore, who was holding his head and groaning in pain. Each Professor took an arm and helped him up. The potions master put up an overturned chair and they sat Dumbledore in it.

"What happened, Albus?" asked the Transfiguration Professor, looking concerned at the old headmaster through her squared glasses.

"A sealed up Floo gate. I tried to contact Arabella." replied Dumbledore stil holding his head.

"Did you read the Prophet?" asked Snape

"Yes, that's why I was trying to connect her. Let's go to Grimmauld Place and call the Order. Severus, please check Arabella's house."
The potions master nodded sharply, before leaving the office.


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No 12 Grimmauld Place
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Lee and Katie entered their room with Ginny close behind.
"Did they buy it?" asked George, Angelina and Alicia at the same time as soon as the door clicked shut. The turned to the three, sitting on George's bed and nodded.
"Your Mum was totally devastated when the two of you stormed off" said Lee, crossing the room to his own bed.

"We calmed her down and told her that the two of you just need some time and all that." said Katie, who was following her boyfriend.

George nodded and looked at Ginny.
"Ron and Hermione all but lost their heads. They're in the kitchen asking question after question."

"Good." said Angelina, standing up, "They don't know, that we knew."

"Okay," said Alicia, leaning against George "What's next?"

"Ginny? Do you still have the Daily Prophet?" asked George, putting an arm around Alicia.

"Yeah, why?" she asked, waving it.

"Let me read it. Maybe we'll find some new information or we can update our facts." replied George, holding his hand out.

Ginny gave the paper to George.
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"How is he?" asked the old man, as he entered the infirmary.

"Two broken ribs, three cracked. Sprained wrist. Bruises on his chest and back. His knee is swollen from the fall and his hands were scorched." said the rider.

"Will he be okay?" asked the older of the two, looking concerned.

"Physically yes. Mentally...let's hope for the best. He had to go through so much. And Dumbledore and these Muggles didn't help to solve it." said the rider, his tone sharpening.

"This will end now, Child. I know that you will take good care of him. And we will be there to help." assured the old man.

"I hope he'll wake up soon. I think he was pretty confused and scared."
The door to the infirmary opened quietly. The two looked up to see the young man, who was in the entrance hall when Harry was brought in, entered.

"Hey," he said quietly, "How is he?"

"Not so good. Same when you left. Still unconscious." replied the other young man, sitting on Harry's right in an old looking, high backed mahogany chair.

"I have news." said the man and waved the Daily Prophet around.

"Did it work?" asked the other young man eagerly.
He got a grin in reply.

"Very well." said the old man, smiling also. "Good work, Child."

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Dumbledore sat at the kitchen table, holding a magical, ever-cool ice pack to his forehead. Thankfully, Ron and Hermione had been sent out of the kitchen after bombarding him with question after question. He decided not to answer any questions, as something could come back to the Ministry, should they be overheard talking. Then there were of course all the owls. After the article many Owl were arriving at Hogwarts, asking about the Boy-who-lived. And then again there was the matter of Arabella Figg. He didn't know if she had been arrested this night. He, as well as some other order members were waiting for Severus and Kingsley. Both should have been back by now.

Suddenly a door flew open somewhere and a female voice went off, screeching like a banshee

"YOU ARE ALL NOTHING BUT FILTHY BLOOD!! YOU BLOOD TRAITORS! MUDBLOODS!! SCUM!! YOU ARE A DISGRACE TO THE MAGICAL WORLD!! WHY DID THAT FOOLISH BOY LET YOU IN HERE?!?! YOU ARE BRINGING SHAME ON THE BLACK FAMILY! YOU HEAR THAT YOU OLD SOD!! YOU SHOULD ALL LEAVE! YOU AND YOUR FILTHY, MUGGLELOVING FOLLOWERS!! BURN IN HELL! WHY DON'T YOU!..."

Mrs Black didn't stop screeching. Severus Snape entered the kitchen a look full of fury, added to his usual sneer. He threw the door shut and started to mutter something about incompetent Ministry workers and how such fools managed to become Aurors.

Dumbledore sighed and asked wearily "What happened Severus?"

"The place is swarming with all these incompetent fools. I asked them what happened and what is going on there. They told me that I am trespassing and that I should leave this instant before they'll arrest me. And that the same applies to Potter's house." answered Snape, pacing through the kitchen, his robes billowing behind him.

"So what the Prophet wrote is true. They arrested Arabella." asked Prof. McGonagall, sipping at her tea cup.


"Looks like it." replied her colleague.

Dumbledore nodded. "We need the time of the hearing. I will pose as her lawyer. Let's hope for the best."

The door to the kitchen opened and Kingsley came in.


"PATHETIC MUGGLE LOVING BLOOD TRAITORS! BURN! BURN IN HELL!"

The door closed but Mrs Black was still heard screeching.

"Albus?", asked the tall black man, "What happened to your head?"


"Ahhh Kingsley. A little mishap with the Floo-Network. Anything new?"

"Well, they have Figgy, but I can't talk to her. She is isolated. Only five people are allowed to go near her. She is in the special cells. I don't know anything about Harry's relatives. Williams didn't finish the report yet and even when it's finished I don't think I'll manage to see it."

"SHARPER THAN A SERPENT'S TOOTH WAS THE BETRAYAL OF THE SPAWN OF MY LOINS! FILTHY LITTLE TRAITOR THAT HE WAS! STILL YOU KILLED HIM! THE LAST OF OUR NOBLE BLOOD! MURDERERS!"

Remus stood up. "I'll try to quiet her."

"Yes, please," said Dumbledore, turning to Kingsley he asked, " What about the hearing?"

"It is scheduled for tomorrow morning, 9 am. In old courtroom 10."

"Good. I will be her lawyer then." Kingsley's reply was drowned out by the voices in the hallway.

"WILL YOU ALREADY BE QUIET??!!" shouted Remus in the hallway, but instead of silencing the portrait he set it of again.

"QUIET? QUIET? HOW DARE YOU... YOU FILTH! SCUM! BY-PRODUCTS OF DIRT AND VILENESS! HALF-BREADS, MUTANTS, FREAKS, BEGONE FROM THIS PLACE! HOW DARE YOU TO BEFOUL THE HOUSE OF MY FATHERS! IT WAS YOU WHO LED THE BLOOD TRAITOR, THE ABOMINATION THE SHAME OF MY FLESH ASTRAY! YOU KILLED HIM! HE WOULD HAVE BEEN A FINE WIZARD! BUT NO! YOU AND THAT OLD SOD! THAT FOOL OF A HEADMASTER! YOU KILLED HIM! YOU SHIPPED HIM OFF! YOU BRAINWASHED MY OWN FLESH AND BLOOD!"

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"Do you realise something?" asked Angelina, turning on her bed and closing a small notebook.

"No. What?" asked Katie, looking up from her Transfiguration book.

"She starts repeating herself," answered George, not looking up from the Prophet. "If you were talking about her that is," he said as an afterthought.


"Yep." said Angelina.

"You know? I think it's quite amusing," said Alicia from behind George, where she was residing on his bed, reading a novel.

"Why? I think more on the line of annoying." replied Katie.

"Well, it's fairly quiet compared to down there. And the others are having a small meeting down there." answered Alicia, turning back to her novel.

"True. They must be pissed by now." came Ginny's voice from the floor.

"Good." muttered Angelina, taking a book from her nightstand.

"Huh?" asked the others looking at her.

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"Minister Fudge. Sir?"

"Yes, uh Lombard, is it?" The Minister lifted his head from the file he was reading, looking at the young man at the door.

"Yes, Sir. Head Auror Williams send me. I should inform you that the raid began a few minutes ago. He will inform you immediately after his return."

"Very well. Thank you." He looked down again.

"My pleasure. Can I do anything to help you, Sir?"

Fudge looked thoughtful for a moment. "Uhm yes. Summon Mr Weasley for me. Percival that is."

"Yes, Sir." saluted the Auror.

"Thank you. You may leave." said the Minister, dismissing the young man.

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"Child, why don't you go to sleep? We will watch Harry and fetch you the moment he stirs." said the old man, looking at the man in the high-backed chair.

"I'm not sure. I'd rather stay."

"Mylandra said he will be unconscious for a while. You should get some sleep. I promise we won't leave."

Blue eyes met brown and the two young men stared at each other for a moment, communicating with their eyes only.

The young man in the high backed chair nodded and stood up.

"Okay then. But get me when he wakes up or anything else happens."

"Of course, Child. Have a good rest."

The man nodded and left the room, his blue cloak billowing behind him.

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"Hello, Percival."

"Hello Cornelius, you wanted to see me?"

"Yes, yes. I wanted to know if the hearing is prepared for tomorrow."

"The courtroom is reserved and I nearly finished all the questions I wanted to ask."

"Very well. Oh have you heard about the raid?"

"Yes, it started a few minutes ago. But I have no news yet. I will inform you the moment I hear anything new."

"Fine, fine. That's all for now. Thank you Percy."

"Not at all, Cornelius. I will see you later."

The Minister nodded as Percy strode out of his office.
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"So, Kingsley. What did you say about..."

"FILTH!"

"...about the hearing?"

"MUDBLOODS!"

"I said, that..."

"MURDERERS!"

"...you can't be..."

"BLOOD TRAITORS!"

"...her lawyer."

"Why not?"

"SCUM!"

"You have to be licensed."

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"It looks like Arabella Figg was arrested," said George, " the trial is set for tomorrow."

"Is that a good or a bad thing?" asked Ginny.

"I have no idea. It doesn't make any sense. I need to talk to Percy. I have a feeling..."

"Good or bad?" asked Angelina.

"That depends on Perce."

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"I think he is waking up."

"Hmmm. Will you fetch him?"

"Of course. We will be right back."

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"Argus Howell Filch?"

"Yes and you are?"

"My name is Charles Williams. This is Roberta Loks and Michael Tinsh. I am the Head Auror at the British Ministry of Magic. We have a search warrant signed by the British Minister of Magic Cornelius Oswald Fudge. We are here to search the office of Headmaster Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore. Lead us to his office."

"But the Headmaster is not here. I cant let you in there."
"I don't care. I am under order of the British Ministry of Magic and I am allowed to use force."

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"What do you mean, I have to be licensed?"

"BURN IN HELL!"

"He doesn't allow..."

"BURN!"

"...unlicensed lawyers into the hearing."

"BURN!"

"He can't do that."

"BURN IN HELL!"

"I'm sorry, Albus, but..."

"BURN!"

"...he is allowed to do..."

"BURN!"

"...that. It's an old law. Written in..."

"MAY THE DARK LORD GET YOU ALL!! YOU FILTHY MURDERERS!!"

"1596. There is nothing you can do about it."

"SCUM!"

"If I get licensed."

"BLOOD TRAITORS!!"

"No. Sorry. You have to be licensed for at least two years."

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Harry woke up groaning. His vision was very blurry. Everything was white and light blue. All he could see was a big white and purple dot, mixed with some brown. He blinked, trying to clear his vision.
Harry strained his ears for any noise. Everything was quiet. When he felt safe that no one was coming, he sat up and looked at his lap. The covers were a very deep blue.
The old man was watching Harry. When Harry sat up he spoke in a quiet tone.
"I see you are awake. How are you feeling child?"

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A/N: Next chapter might take some time. I am on an exchange overseas.
So I apologise in advance if I don't manage to update.
Please review and tell me who you think the kidnapper is.