A/N Disclaimer: I do not own HP

Important Chapter for the future and Weasley Bashing. Chapter 7 Up!

Moonlight10060 pointed out Goblin tongue is not Goblinor. In response I changed it to Goblinor being the HIGH Goblin tongue.

The Magical United States Legislative System is separated into 4 houses., the Senate, Congress, the Council. Unlike Britain, the seats are elected, and not passed down by heritage. The Senate and Congress are mirror to their muggle counterpart, except the Council. During the Revolutionary War, many of the politicians and officers were Evans. In their honor, the new nation created the Council, made entirely of the Evans. The Council could not make laws, but they can vote on them in both houses. Members of the Council can also try to support or block a bill, as Harry was trying to do.

In the Magical Senate Filibustering can be a blessing or an annoyance. Whenever there is a bill ready for voting it is given 7 days. In magical Filibustering you can talk about anything, but the catch was only 3 people can Filibuster on a bill.

For Harry 2 people already went, and there was still 3 days left. So he talked, and ranted. The beauty of a Filibustering session is the magic slows down time considerately. 7 days can be potentially 7 minutes, which is pretty convenient per bill. There was however a problem with the Politicians falling asleep every session, so they drink potions to stay awake.

With 3 days left Harry did what he could to stop the blasted bill. The Bill, which targeted Werewolves was so controversial, so anti-werewolf that Harry had to stop it, because oddly enough half of the Senators agreed with it or had to. He did everything he could think of, he recited all of the Lords of the Rings Trilogy word by word, recited all of the laws created by the British Wizengamot, and talked about other bills brought by their opposition. He ranted for 3 straight days, and when the Bill's deadline passed he collapsed, exhausted. What he did realize was that a Senator, the person who created the Bill was starring at him murderously. That Senator stayed awake the entire time, and Harry was preparing. He seemed like the kind that hate werewolves, and anyone who would stop him would end up dead.


"Who do you want to kill," asked a masked man.

"A boy with the name of Harry Potter. Do not underestimate him, and do not ask questions. I will give you 1000 galleons now and another thousand once the job is done," offered Senator William, as he placed a bag of gold into the man's hand.

"It will be done" he told the Senator as he diapparated. The Senator smirked as he walked away whistling as he did so.

He did not realize that Harry was watching in the shadows.

With a sigh he apparated back to Britain, back into Hogwart's.


"Where did Mr. Potter go!" roared Dumbledore as he rushed to where Harry disappeared. The stunned look of the student body displayed the fact that Harry Potter just apparated inside Hogwarts. Bec snicker however attracted attention to herself.

"Harry is somewhere safe," answered Bec, as she was joking around with Artemis. "Fighting a war of politics."

However the answer didn't seem to satisfy Dumbledore. "Where is he? Mr. Potter can be in serious danger."

Artemis sighed. Harry was right about Dumbledore. "Harry is safe. It's hard to actually hurt no less kill him. He's just performing his duty as an honorary senator."

"But we cannot have students leaving the school anytime they wish, and even more dangerous was that he apparated through the wards. If Mr. Potter can do that, what about others?" asked Dumbledore, worried about Harry. Maybe he was too late, maybe he was going dark.

"Don't worry about the wards. They're still intact. And with Harry it was more a emergency case, and he'll be back in like 2 minutes," answered Bec as she looked at her watch.

"So your brother does politics?" asked Dumbledore as he calmed down, and tryed to uncover as much information as usual.

"Yeah," answered Bec, as she was starring into nothing.

"For how long may I ask?"

Bec thought about it. Harry was a Political Animal at a young age, before he even joined politics, the FBI or the military. Sometimes he would leave for 5 minutes, or weeks. He would sometimes return home covered in blood, and they learned early never to question why.

"Ever since he was seven," answered Bec carefully, as she remembered everything Harry taught her.

"Where do you live?" asked Dumbledore in order to learn the question he has been asking since it was denied to him. He used Legimency to enter her mind, but was blocked immediately as he heard Harry's voice behind him.

"It is not polite to interrogate my wards without their guardian Professor," spat out Harry as he walked to his cousins.

"So how was it?" asked Artemis, curious at how long he ranted. Harry Filibustered before, but his record was a day and a half.

"I talked for 3 straight days" growled Harry as he began to eat. "I defeated the bill, but dammit, it was ridiculous. Imagine talking for 3 days, and because of that convenient or inconvenient time wards you have to return to school 5 minutes later and still learn."

"Excuse me Mr. Potter, but as your Guardian you cannot just waltz in and out of the school." Challenged Dumbledore, as he crossed his arm.

Harry sighed, annoyed at going through this. "You are not my magical guardian, Dumbledore," corrected Harry," as I told you earlier I am emancipated. And to correct you, it's not Mr. Potter, or Harry Headmaster, Lord Potter." Sneers Harry as he explains his discomfort of the old fool. "Now if you want to interrogate my wards, I have to be there first, and since you did not do that, but I haven't explained it to you I'll just give you a warning.

With that Harry turned around, and walked out of the Great Hall.


After a quick nap of 10 minutes, Harry woke up to walk to Charms. In his old timeline Professor Flitwick was Harry remembered a kind, and effective teacher, who in spite of his rather short size, was a dangerous Duelist. Harry's respect for the teacher was immortalized when he was ambushed by about 25 death eaters. He died, but not before killing 17 of his attacker with an arm, eye, and legs missing. The old professor fought like a goblin, and instead of dying due to his enemies he decided to die Kamikaze, using his own magical core as a bomb, effectively killing 6 of his attackers.

This year's charms was with the Gryffindors, which could be a problem in the future. As he sat down, next to Hermione, Professor Filitwick stood upon a stack of books. When he did a roll call he squicked and fell of, but landed on his feet to which everybody applauded too. After finishing his speech on charms and the year's curriculum, finally they would be using their wands.

"Today class, we are going to learn a rather easy charm, the Lumos," lectured the tiny professor. After explaining the charm, demonstrating it, and its incantation, he allowed the students to practice the charm. Throughout the class students began to shout Lumos, all of them with minimal success. Bec and Artemis quietly practiced the charm with minimal success. Soon some began to grow irritated that the spell was not working. Amused Harry just laid back and smirked.

"Hey, Potter help me," whispered someone behind him. Harry turned around to notice it was Ron. "Why should I help you?" asked Harry as he turned around.

"Because you are a Ravenclaw, and since they are all Nerds, they should help the Noble and Brave like us." Explained Ron arrogantly, which hit every single one of Harry's nerves. Ron from this timeline and his where exactly the same. Laziness, eating like a pig, and a Malfoy arrogance.

"No thank you." Responded Harry as he began to fiddle with his wand. " Common, Ravenclaws are smart, but you can''t fight. We Gryffindors can. You know what? You Ravenclaws teach us spells and we will protect you." Said Ron. Harry groaned to himself as the situation was unfolding.

"And that will be the reason I am not going to help you." Snapped Harry quickly. "The reason why I did not enter Gryffindor is because it seemed like the house for the Lazy." Ron turned rather red, but it changed to anger rather quickly.

"You are the one talking! Arrogant Heir with money you did not earn. You haven't practiced the spell, makes me wonder if you can." Said Ron maliciously.

Unfortunately Professor Flitwick seemed to notice Harry was not practicing the charm. "Mr. Potter why aren't you practicing the spell?"

Ron smiled in glee, expecting Harry to get in trouble. The arrogant Ravenclaw would get it for not helping him out, and not joining Gryffindor like he was supposed to.

"Because I already know it," answered Harry as he leaned back," and it is rather amusing seeing everybody else struggle and doing it wrong."

"Explain please Mr. Potter, and would you demonstrate."

Harry smiled in glee. In the previous Timeline he was shy, not wanting to be in the spotlight. But this time it was rather fun showing oif.

"Of course." He placed his wand on the table to which Ron and his friends snickered in response. "I see students forcing their magic through their wands," explained Harry as he stated what noticed. "Which is something you should not do. The spell is rather easy to cast since it focuses more on intend and imagination rather than fancy wand motions and words." Harry raised his index finger, which immediately began to glow like the demonstration Professor Flitwick showed earlier.

"As you can see I just casted the Lumos wandlessy and wordlessly. Others can do so too," chuckled Harry as everybody was starring at him at awe while Ron was glaring, head shaking with fury at how Harry turned the tables. "But I always like being first in class to do something."

Professor Flitwick clapped his hands together in excitement. "Talented, perhabs even more than your mother. I will have to assign 10 points for successfully casting it, another 10 for doing so wandlessly and wordlessly, and another 10 points for explaining it rather well, even though it is kind of unorthodox."

"And I think other's caught on," commented Harry as Hermione successfully casted it. It seemed she payed attention to wat he sad, and when the book did not work she just used another way.

Harry then began to help others but refused to help Ron's group. As he began to help Daphne, he predicted that Ron and his friends would become a pain in the ass.


"What was that for Potter," screamed Ron as they left the class. How dare, how dare does Potter, refuse to be sorted to Gryffindor, but also refuse to help a noble Gryffindors!

"I do not know," responded Harry sounding confused," what was what for?"

Ron growled at his response. "You know what I'm talking about. Stop playing smart with me!"

Harry rolled his eyes. He saw Bec silently drawing her wand, and Artemis flexing his knuckles. To avoid an unnecessary and uncomfortable confrontation he ignored the redhead and moved on.

"Yeah," yelled Dean," Potter can't fight he just turns and runs away."

Harry stopped walking and stood still. Ron, who thought he stopped due to shame continued to insult him. "Yeah, brave and noble Potter. Can't even be sorted into a proper house. Not only that he cannot accept his station as a Ravenclaw to help those that can protect them." At that the Ravenclaws began to murderously stare at them. Many Gryffindors began to move away from Ron, and his friends, while the Ravens began to encircle them.

"If you call insulting intelligence noble, than I am glad to be a Ravenclaw," said Harry as he turned around. "You have not noticed that what you are saying promotes house rivalry, promotes the potential rise of dark wizards." He took a step forward, and in an instant was in front of Ron, his lack of expression on his face erie, yet mystifying. "I despise people like you," whispered Harry to his ear," I despise those that see the world only in black and white, those that view certain traits that can help others as evil. I despise ignorance, and the false use of the word nobility to bully and shame others."

"You, you are dark," screamed Ron hysterically trying to turn the other's on him, and scared at what he heard.

"Really me dark?" asked Harry sarcastically. "I may be dark," confessed Harry," But I may not be evil. However I refer to be called a Grey Mage, snce i use both."

"There is no such thing as Grey, you are either light or d-".

Ron didn't even get to finish what he was about to say since punched him in the nose, using his magic to prevent it from bleeding. As Ron fell on the floor, Harry walked away with a smirk of happiness of his face, ignoring the screaming of insults coming from the fallen Redhead.

A/N Yeah I love Ron Bashing. In my opinion Ron is a stupid opinion. What the Bill is will be revealed soon, and the Filibuster and the assassin will come to light soon.

Lights out and R&R