DISCLAIMER: I do not own Harry Potter or Doctor Who, although this plot is mine. I have no real desire to own either series, although I rather wish I had my own TARDIS.
Author's Note: Another chapter up. Thanks for the reviews everyone. And before anyone says Wizenagamot should be spelled Wizengamot, my spelling is creative licence and better fits the pronunciation used in the films, especially OotP.
Chapter Seven: Wizenagamot
Great Scotland Yard, City of Westminster, London, England, Earth, 1991 CE
'Under Whitehall, the bustling centre of Great Britain's government, there we find the unknown Ministry, the Ministry of Magic.' The Doctor said, trying hard to imitate David Attenborough, but failing miserably, as the TARDIS materialised next to a telephone booth on Great Scotland Yard in Whitehall.
Harry just shook his head, as he stepped out onto the street. 'Doctor, you are not David Attenborough, and stop trying to copy him, for heaven's sake.' Harry finished as the two of them squashed into the telephone booth and Harry dialled 6-2-4-4-2.
An ethereal voice boomed through the phone box. 'Welcome visitor to the Ministry for Magic. Please state your name and business.'
'Harry James Potter, Wizenagamot meeting, and the Doctor, accompanying me' Harry spoke clearly.
'Thank you, please pin the badge on the front of your robes, and present your wands to the watchwizard on duty in the atrium' the voice finished and the box began to descend, as Harry pulled out the badges from the coin return and snickered seeing them; Harry James Potter: Wizenagamot Meeting and The Doctor: Moral Support.
A Short Time Later
Chamber of the House of Lords Wizenagamot
Headquarters of the United Kingdom Ministry of Magic
Under Whitehall, City of Westminster, London, England, Earth, 1991 CE
Harry had left the Doctor outside, only the Lords and their heirs and regents could enter the chamber. He stood in the anteroom amongst his friends, with another older man and woman who seemed vaguely familiar, thinking over the instruction Professor... that should be The Countess McGonagall, he thought...had given them, and the order they would enter.
Inside the chamber, the Gentleman Usher of the Gold Rod called the session to order, and Dumbledore summarised the reason for the meeting. 'The Right Honourable the Lords Wizenagamot of the United Kingdom of Great Britain and Northern Ireland in Parliament assembled here this day the twenty second day of the month of September, in the year of our Lord nineteen hundred and ninety one, The Right Honourable The Earl Dumbledore presiding.' The Usher stated. '
'Today we meet to recognise the holders of 13 new seats on our illustrious Wizenagamot. All claims have been verified by the goblins, more than the requisite 48 hours before the meeting. Let us bring forward the first claimant.' Dumbledore added.
Katie Bell, a second year Gryffindor walked into the room, swallowed deeply and made her claim. 'I Katherine Frances Bell, Baroness Bell, claim the seat of Williams, by virtue of matrilineal descent, and my house's senior claim. I pledge my allegiance to the Crown and the Ministry of Magic. So mote it be.' At her words, a plume of green smoke erupted, and a new seat appeared on the back bench of the chamber.
'The Wizenagamot recognises your claim Baroness Bell. You may take your seat.' Dumbledore said, inclining his head to the girl.
Next to enter was Hannah Abbott. 'I, Hannah Helga Abbott, Countess Abbott, claim the seat of Abbott, by virtue of matrilineal descent, and being of the House of Abbott. I pledge my allegiance to the Crown and the Ministry of Magic. So mote it be.' Another plume of green smoke erupted, and a new seat appeared on the third bench from the front of the chamber.
'The Wizenagamot recognises your claim Countess Abbott. You may take your seat.' Dumbledore affirmed.
The doors opened again, and this time two people entered, the two older people Hannah and Katie had seen in the anteroom. Immediately everyone stood and bowed, or curtsied, and so they followed suit. 'Thank you all, you may be seated.' the woman stated, before speaking again. 'The Crown reaffirms its association with the illustrious Lords Wizenagamot. I, Elizabeth the Second, Queen, claim the seat of Windsor, by virtue of patrilineal descent, and being of the House of Windsor. I name my son, Prince Andrew, Duke of York as my Regent in all matters of the Wizenagamot. So mote it be.'
The man identified as Prince Andrew then added, 'I, Andrew Albert Christian Edward, Duke of York, Earl of Inverness, Baron Killyleagh, accept Regency of the seat of Windsor. So mote it be.' This time, two plumes of green smoke erupted, one placing a seat the tier above that of the Speaker, Chancellor and Chief Warlock, and the other, placing a chair in the second bench from the front.
'The Wizenagamot recognises your claim, Your Majesties. You may take your seats.' Dumbledore said with a bow.
The next person to enter was Daphne. 'I, Daphne Olive Greengrass, Duchess Slytherin, Marchioness Greengrass, claim the seats of Slytherin and Greengrass, by virtue of matrilineal descent, and being of the House of Greengrass. I pledge my allegiance to the Crown and the Ministry of Magic. So mote it be.'
As two plumes of green smoke erupted, placing a seat each in the front and the next bench, the chamber erupted in pandemonium, and it took several minutes before Dumbledore, and the bailiff Master Auror Alastor Moody, managed to restore order. 'The Wizenagamot recognises your claim Duchess Greengrass. You may take your seat.' Dumbledore eventually managed to affirm.
The Chamber quieted down as Neville Longbottom entered the chamber. 'I, Neville Algernon Longbottom, Duke Hufflepuff, Marquess Longbottom, claim the seats of Hufflepuff and Longbottom, by virtue of patrilineal descent, and being of the House of Longbottom. I pledge my allegiance to the Crown and the Ministry of Magic. So mote it be.'
The pandemonium and the affirmation were repeated after two more green plumes deposited a further two chairs on the front two benches.
When Hermione entered and stated 'I, Hermione Jean Granger, Duchess Ravenclaw, claim the seat of Ravenclaw, by virtue of matrilineal descent, and my house's senior claim. I pledge my allegiance to the Crown and the Ministry of Magic. So mote it be.' even more chaos ensued.
'I object! This girl is a muggleborn!' The Viscount Crabbe protested.
'Overruled! The Most Venerable Ancient and Noble House Act of 1547 states that any muggleborn with a recognised claim to a Most Venerable Ancient and Noble House, shall henceforth be regarded as being a pureblood.' Dumbledore rebutted. After this overruling, a green plume of smoke deposited another chair on the front bench. 'The Wizenagamot recognises your claim Duchess Ravenclaw. You may take your seat.
In the anteroom, Harry gave Susan a quick hug for luck, before he too entered the main chamber. 'I, Harry James Potter, Duke Gryffindor, Marquess Potter, Baron Evans, claim the seats of Gryffindor, Potter and Peverell, by virtue of patrilineal descent, being of the House of Potter, and my house's senior claim. I pledge my allegiance to the Crown and the Ministry of Magic. So mote it be.'
'I object!' The Viscount Malfoy protested this time. 'The House of Potter does not possess the senior claim to the House of Peverell.'
'The House of Black revoked our claim on the House of Peverell in 1921.' Harry's godfather, Sirius stood from his seat and stated.
'The only other more senior claim on the House of Peverell was the House of Gaunt, which had its privileges and status revoked in 1946. Objection overruled.' Dumbledore said, before pausing, waiting for three plumes of smoke to deposit one seat on the front bench, and a further two behind it. 'The Wizenagamot recognises your claim, Duke Gryffindor. You may take your seat.' he then finished.
Finally Susan Bones, entered the chamber to make her claim. 'I, Susan Amelia Bones, Duchess Le Fay, Marchioness Bones, claim the seats of Le Fay and Bones, by virtue of matrilineal descent, and being of the House of Bones. I pledge my allegiance to the Crown and the Ministry of Magic. So mote it be.'
For the last time in the meeting, two plumes of smoke erupted, depositing a seat on each of the front two benches. 'The Wizenagamot recognises your claim, Duchess Le Fay. You may take your seat.' Dumbledore announced.
Hogwarts, Scotland, Earth, 1991 CE
The Monday morning after the Wizenagamot meeting, the first years filed in for History of Magic class, and found both the Doctor and Professor Griffin standing at the front of the class room, which had been transformed into a lecture hall, and every seat was placed so it could see a large glass screen behind the two professors.
The Doctor began his lesson. 'Welcome again class, today I have asked Professor Griffin to assist me in presenting to you a memory which we have obtained. A memory which shows the incident which led to the largest and most delicate batch of memory charms ever performed, in 1943. The memory we are about to show you is that of Royal Navy Captain Harold Lyons, the commander of a muggle British ship, an aircraft carrier, called the HMS Sparrowhawk. Captain Lyons was a card-carrying muggle as was his yeoman, Petty Officer John Smith, for those who don't know, a card-carrying muggle is one who is entitled to know of the existence of the magical world. Anyway, the Sparrowhawk was performing flight operations...don't ask...in the Mediterranean, and it was dive bombed by a migrating herd of Portugese Long-Snout dragons. Here we go with the memory.'
The memory started with the Captain on the bridge of the ship, and it seemed to be a regular day on the carrier, then one of the sailors noted what appeared to be a flight of aircraft. As the flying objects approached, a very familiar sailor, the captain's yeoman ran forward and whispered a single word in his Captain's ear, "Dragons." The memory continued and the dragons dive bombed the ship, creating pandemonium on the flight deck, as the confused muggles ran every which way to avoid the massive beasts. Then, somewhat abruptly, the memory ended.
Professor Griffin continued the lecture seamlessly as the memory ended. 'Afterward, the Ministry of Magic dispatched the largest team of Obliviators ever assembled to the Sparrowhawk, where one thousand, five hundred and seventy eight memory charms were performed in the ensuing hours, until all but Captain Lyons and Petty Officer Smith believed they had been dive bombed by German Stukas. To this day, the Obliviation Office at the Ministry fears that another naval ship would be attacked in the same way by magical creatures.'
After class ended, Harry told Susan, Hermione, Daphne and Neville that he would catch them up, before walking up to his fellow Time Lords. 'Ok you two,' Harry started, 'when exactly did you find time to serve on a Royal Navy Ark Royal-class aircraft carrier?'
'Last night,' The Doctor said with a smile. 'We had heard of the Sparrowhawk incident and we decided it would make a good lesson, so we snuck our way into the navy.'
'So that was where you went last night! Amy, Rory and I did wonder. You looked good in uniform by the way.' Harry said with a smirk as he walked away to find his friends.
An hour later, the first years were in Defence Against the Dark Arts, and Professor Griffin was expounding them on the benefits of the Bluebell Flames charm; Lacarnum inflamarae. The professor noted that the charm had uses like for providing heat and light without the need to burn fuel, but also for protecting against various dark creatures, like hinkypunks, where the flames attract the hinkypunks and allows a person to stun them, or escape. By the end of the lesson, the Sigma Four; Harry, Hermione, Neville and Daphne, as well as Susan and her friend Hannah, had all managed to successfully perform the charm.
Author's Note: I would like to recognise canoncansodoff's Muggle Summer, Wizard's Fall, from which I obtained the card-carrying muggle idea. The HMS Sparrowhawk is an earlier ship of the same name as one found in the JAG/NCIS universe, and specifically the episode 8x04 Royals and Loyals.
