All day Harry was mum about how he, the last son of House Potter, was the Lord Slytherin as everyone pestered him about it. Some Gryffindors threw sneers and dark looks at him but the emerald eyed young wizard only looked amusedly at them. What was perhaps the most the most amusing to him was the sheer bulk of how many Slytherin students were suddenly trying to ingratiate themselves into his, Angel and Luna's good graces. With an apparent vacuum of power in the house -someone said the Board of Governors suspended Dumbledore because Draco Malfoy and two boys died mysteriously on the train on the way to school before he dissolved the Board- many had already began to scheme their way onto the throne but a true Hogwarts Bloodline Heir was something none of them expected. It was something they knew they couldn't hope to challenge.
Angel for her part had a rather vindictive smile etched on her lips as she, Harry and Luna made their way to the Headmistresses office guided by a clammy and pale Severus Snape. Over the course of the day she'd sent six Slytherin girls, three Gryffindor girls and a particularly brutish looking Gryffindor boy to the hospital wing for intruding on het mate & trying untoward actions. "It's been a productive day I think love. What do you think Luna?* she asked looking to the blonde fae.
Luna peered up from the book in her hand and blinked stopped her rapid margin writing. "Pardon? I was makig notes to send back to my mother. She has asked I keep personal notes send her excerpts so she and father are safe. Not that they don't trust you both but.." She shrugged a little as if to say 'what can you do?'.
"You are their only child Luna, it is expected on a level" Harry asnwered for Angel. "My beloved was just saying she felt the day was a productive one even with all its… interuptions. I personally disagree but then again I was too amused by the outcomes of certain morons actions. She did however ask your opinion."
"I honestly have no opinion of the matter. The feeble will believe what they believe, fear their irrational and family brow beaten fear & parrot what is espoused by their biased government" Luna said shrugging again as she clicked her book shut. "Though I know for a cetainty that if and should the egotostical wash cloth known as Albus Dumbledore return after hearing what you have done by dissolving the Board of Governors, putting the wizard government on notice & revealing your Lordship of Slytherin he will try to make himself a mentor type figure to control you & use your power for his personal agenda."
Angel and Harry scoffed with a glint in their eyes.
"He won't be returning Little Fairy." Harry's tone was almost amused since no one would think twice about him calling Luna a fairy. Her almost elven but dainty features, eyes that seemed lost in the ether but yet grounded and mysterious way of acting around all but him & Angel was very fairy-ish. No one but them three knew she actually was a fae, let alone the Dark Fae princess. "At his age, the passing of his title to McGonagall as Acting Headmistress is his announcement of effective retirement per Founding Charter" he said.
Angel took the lead and told the gargoyle guarding the headmistresses office they had an appointment to speak to her.
"And who is we?" the grouchy statue asked with disdain.
"A very short tempered Lord Slytherin who has no problem reducing you to stone dust" Harry said with a sneer flashing the ring at the gargoyle. It all but jumped into the nearest alcove in fear of actually being destroyed.
"My hero!" Angel mock swooned before kissing Harry momentarily.
Luna let out a playful gag as she ushered the couple up the steps. "Save it for a broom closet or Harry's Lord Quarters!" she griped with a roll of her eyes. "If its the latter over the former, give me the password to get in first. You promised I could be part of the fun."
After what could only be described as a very, there was no amount of emphasis or strong enough way to put a fine point on very, informstive meeting Minerva McGonagall leaned back into her chair with a grimace. While the fact Angel, her mind was still boggled the girl got on the roster with no last name after Harry's black threat, had put ten kids in the bospital wing had come up it had been squashed as fast as it came up. The girls had tried to poach on Harry and it was accurately put put thst if he wanted to the raven haired wizard could have the girls collared and slaved to House Potter for attempted Line Theft. 'My bethrothed putting them in thr hospital wing is a mercy and a warning' had been the final say on the matter.
Fawkes trilled on his perch, the sound filled with confusion.
"Believe me Fawkes, I wish right now he was less informed than he is as much as you do" Minerva said pinching the bridge of her nose. "The students took a course of action that broke not only the school rules but laws the three of them could press charges for. Woe as it is, physical injury and time to reflect is better than a stint in Azkaban for attempted Line Theft or breaking the Third Edict of New Avalon." The moment Harry had threatened that against the brutish Gryffindor, a Fifth Year by the name lan Redgrade, she had thought she was going to have a heart attack. To level a charge that serious against the boy, an Edict older than the Ministry of Magic, would see the boy dead by daight with no lower but Harry's mercy- if he still had any after Merlin knows how many years with the Dursley's and their hate of all things or people magic- to save Mr. Redgrade.
Fawkes trilled and just hid his head under his wing. He had a cover to protect but within his a satisfied smirk was etched on his lips. No one got away with untoward or uncouth actions towards his Sovereigns.
"To think I'd be picking my own replacements too! What was Albus thinking? Surrending the post when he knew well and true neither the Ministry or Board had the authority to suspend him." Minerva flicked her wand summoning a bottle of scotch from cabinet with a switching spell. "I need to hire three people… three. Merlin must be having a laugh at me for enabling Albus' all these years!" The exasperation and strain in her voice was clear as a flick of her wrist conjured a tumbler and made the scotch pour two fingers worth into thr glass.
*ONE WEEK LATER, MINISTER OF MAGIC's OFFICE*
Cornelius was not what anyone would call a very smart man, many would outright calling him a retarded dumb one. Nor would anyone call him a particularly honorable or brave one. "Lucius, I don't care what you do! Just do something!" the man snarled with a rather dark look in his eyes. "Hogwarts belongs to the ministry! It will not-"
Bone chilling laughtet filled the room as every glass and glass-like surface frost over in a blink before shattering. "Hogwarts belongs to the ministry? Is that what you just said you neaderthal?'
Both Cornelius and the figure he'd been speaking, the still form of Lucius Malfoy perched on the windowsill, tensed at the hissong tone of voice. Both pairs of eyes tracked to the offices sole entrance amd saw a soul freezing sight. Standing there flanked by a three man guard of Dementors was the was a tall middle aged man with silver hair and eyes black as sin. "Leave this office n-now!" Fudge ordered shaking.
The man chuckled darkly as the rattling of chains dropping onto the ground sound. "No, I don't think I will. England owes three hundred years of backrent to thew Lord and Master Azkaban" his eyes grew a maniacle glint "and he is demanding it in full. Of course, it's all due and right by the Treaty of Black Water. Payment per inmate house inside of the prison. Payments not made in three centuries. My Lord and Master is not very happy as you can see." He motioned to the three Dementors floating behind him like the vengeful soul sucking wraiths the Ministry used them as. "The British Ministry seems to think a lot of things belong to them. Hogwarts, Azkaban prison.."
Rasping wheezes like dying breaths made Cornelius go translucent as the memories of his father beating him with magic as a child arouse, punishment forn being a 'worthless disappointment' compared to his brother. Memories of his mother, the alcoholic drug snorting slag she was, watching the whole thing go down with some losers seed dripping down the inside of her thighs as blood dripped down her nose from the lines of pixie dust she snoted just after the beating began. Memories of even his 'perfect' brother joining in laughing cruelly.
Lucius fared slightly better than sobbong whimpering puddle that was the Minister.
"Now, we can do this one of two ways gentlemen. One" the silver haired man lifted a hand in a stop like gesture and the oppressive aura triggering the traumatic memories was gone "is you can give me all the money due to My Lord and Master Azkaban but that will without a doubt bankrupt your Ministry and your butt buddy Malfoy here Minister. Aft all, we haven't touched upon how and Lucy here imprisoned an innocent Lord to get his money. Attempts that we know never passed Goblin Nation since he went to Azkaban without trial so his name would not be in your Book of Conviction meaning he is still the legal and Magically Recognized Lord Black. Line Theft of that magnitude reaps execiton."
Lucius' grip on his cane failed as Cornelius tried to stutter out a threat. All they got was laughed at.
"Or.. My Lord has offered you a gracious secondary option." A malicious smile crossed the silver haired mans face. "All you have to do is sign this parchment and the debt is forgiven." A black sheet of parchment with white ink scratching the details into it was placed on Cornelius' desk after he took three long strides forwad, the dementors keeping their spots on his flank."It is your decision gentlemen but trust me, My Lord is not a patient man."
Cornelius' trembling hand signed his signature hsphazardly before a pitiful whimper as the blood quill slashed the signature into the skin of his hand.
"And this one here." The black parchment was switched out for a dark red parchment with acid green ink scarring the surface by the silver haired man.
Cornelius signed that too as the second haphazard scar was soon overlapping the first. Only after he felt the wards rip down and what could only be described as chaos magic infuse the entirety of building did the weight it crash on him as he saw the large acid green writing on the red parchment. I surrender all assets within Britain's Ministy of Magic, monetary and otherwise, to Lord Hadrian James Potter-Slytherin-Azkaban in the hopes he will not declare war for the Ministries deliberate missteps against him and his at Hogwarts & Azkaban Isle. It was far more complicated and legal than that but the bulleted listed had them by the tickle stick with a death grip to snap it into a million pieces if they were to so much as look at him the wrong way or breathe funny.
"So glad you are a man of... Understanding Mininister. Well, I must be going. Documents to file, monetary assets to claim and all your former prisoners need to be branded as the Masters slaves. So much to do in such little time!" There was a mock tiredness to his voice. "Oh! How could I have almost forgotten? My Master told me to tell you Minister Fudge that since your wizarding government had a standing three csntury track recodd of not paying irs dues, you are no longer allowed to used Azkaban prison to house criminals in our realm. Your wizards will be killed if they try to encroach on his land and we will take your prisoner as another slave for our Master to use at his discretion. Don't be like the dumb sycophant over on your windowsill and claim ignorance or thievery because as the saying goes Cornelius, blood tells all."
A wave of magic filled the room rendering it filled wall-to-wall with shadow. By the time it cleared Cornelius and Lucius were alone in the room once more, their glassy eyes & confused. Both men felt like they were forgetting something important, something direly importantly, but they didn't know what it was.
"As I was saying Cornelius, I cannot do anything about Hogwarts. The brat possesses the signet Lord ring of Slytherin. I step one foot in their I may as well declare war on behalf of my House. If I try anything on behalf of the Ministry, the school vanishes and Britain loses its only and since you would be issuimg the decree it would be the same as you declaring Ministerial war against the Holy and Sanctified House of Slytherin. You doing that without cause can have them demand your public exexution and no judicial body in the world could save you" the blonde wizard said with a grimace. He was already planning retribution for the humiliation but he would need to be sly about like the Slytherin Prefect he'd once been.
*HOGWARTS, SAME TIME*
Harry hummed thoughtfully as black flames erupted on his plate in the Great Hall. Some of the kids around him, Angel and Luna looked on in surprise while some wore guarded yet intrigued expressions. Briefly he took note of who they were, a par of girls named Greengrass and Davis amidst a few older boys, before he opened the letter thst had been deposited on his dinner plate. Four items fell out making him chuckle in understanding about what had been completed, three galleon sized coins but instead of gold it appeared to be made of a crystallized blood-like substance and a note that said 'The debt to the Devil has been paid and the Orchestra silenced for now. The documents were deposited for your review over Yule'.
Luna and Angel took their proffered crystallized blood-like coin, both girls nibbling on them as the crystalline structure melted into a sweet but tangy copper almost chocolste texture, while peerig over Harry's shoulder. Luna let out a confused sound, it was almost adorable really, while Angel merely chuckled. "Did he really just call you the Devil?" she asked.
"Its fitting" Harry said amused as he lit the note on fire, the paper burning to ash in seconds after he dropped it on his plate.
"Daddy has always had a flare for being dramatic" Angel offered as the only response.
Everyone was confused but that attention was diverted to the Great Hall entrance as the recognizable form of Albus Dumble entered at a brism pace.
"Minerva, so glad to see all has gone well in my absense. i'll be taking back-"
"No, you markedly will not be taking back the post of Headmaster." Harry stood with a ghost of an 'innocent smile' his lips. "You knowingly stepped down for a suspension of duty you know neither the Board of Governors or the Ministry of Magic could impose. You passed on the title of Acting Headmistress to your former Deputy. I think you know what I'm about to say sir" he said with a sarcastic tone.
Dumbledore looked to the Slytherin table and nealy choked on his own spit. He had been informed, through The Daily Prophet much to his chagrin, what Harry had not only done but revealing he had Lordship of Slytherin.
"Harry my boy, you don't-"
Angel rose with a sneer on her lips. "Silence Lord of Magical House Dumbledore before you insult your social betters more than just did. My betrothed has not given you leave to use his given name" she said with an icy tone. "As a disgraced Pureblood Lord even you know the rules of Decorum Formalitas and the consequences of thumbing your nose at it like somr half-cocked muggle pissing on the Queen."
The Gryffindor boys said nothing though venomous looks were shot at the silver haired Slytherin.
Albus fought back a frown at thst while maintaining his grandfatherly visage. "Of course though I must admit I find myself a tad surprised you do. Decorum Fomalitas is a standing guide for instances of Premiers, Wizengamot sessions and Traditional Rites just to name a few" he said evenly.
"Peace Angel love, I got his." Harry put a hand on Angel's shoulder and gestured her to sit. "She is right I did not give you leave to use my name though. That's sticking your neck out pretty far for a one person Magical House that is a centimeter above the nameless, faceless wizard on the street. Respect the Hierarchy." His tone shifted to reflect a similar iciness but not nearly as glacial as Angel's was. "Your actions and how you proceeded them is very clear of what you have done. Lizzy!"
A female House Elf appeared with a crack. "Master Slytherin calls for Lizzy?" the creatures, bright blue tennis ball eyes focused on Harry.
"Go in my portfolio from my Lord Quarters please and give former Headmaster the top most parchment if you could be so kind." Harry heard Lizzy disappear as the entire Hall, save for Angel, waited with baited to see what would happen next. His eyed li up as the elf returned and handed a formal rolled parchment to Dumbledore. "There's your walking papers, get out of my castle and this school. Your tenure, your time here is done." Two claps of his hand later, a clap of lightning from the enchanted ceiling and Dumbledore was gone as soon as his eyes saw the seal on the ribbon.
"Pudding… is it dessert time yet?" Luna asked snapping out of the little trance she fell into after beginning to nibble blood coin trest thing.
Harry only laughed retaking his seat as whispers broke out and McGonagall rubbed her temples up in her much morr modest Headmistress chair.
A/N: WOW! Talk about a bit of slapping you in face with a few heavy things all at once.
Number one, Dumbledore pinkslipped-fired if you wanna be formal- because of what he did regarding the 'suspension'. How is this going to affect the story? Read to find out.
Number two, McGonagall is now charge of Hogwarts. Who fill the Transfiguration post in the long run? Who be Gryffindor HoH? Read to find out.
Number three, what did Harry tell McgGonagall in their meeting? You won't have to wait long, the flashback next chapter will reveal that.
Number four, what does Lucius plan to do to get back at Harry for the humiliation done to him? I have a pretty good idea but I want go hear what you guys think in reviews or pms if you're more comfortable thay way.
Number five, what is going to happen to the Ministry assets now under Harry's control thanks to Angel's dad? Fudge can't claim he didn't do it, the proof he DID is etched into his hand.
Finally, what is Fawkes up to? Our favorite black aethe phoenix masquarading as the red and gold turkey has a plan he's beginning to hatch-no pun intended. Is it involved with the Banner and Council one? Stay tuned!