"Harry Potter and the Prince of Olympus"

By Loki Palmer

Author's Note: Harry Potter and all related characters are the property of J.K. Rowling. Can Minister Fudge truly be this retarded, to bring Dementors to Olympus, interrupting Patrick and Hermione's wedding celebration? Let's seein the original canon, he refused to believe Dumbledore's assertion that Voldemort had come back, and did all he could to discredit Dumbledore and Harryyep, that pretty much screams DEE DEE DEE!

Chapter 9

Dementors. No other magical creatures aroused more fear in the hearts of mortal wizards and witches – or more anger in the Olympians, who considered them δαιμονια, or demons. The Dementors, for their part, felt an equal hatred for the Olympians and all other creatures of the Light.

Hermione was incredulous – and seething. "Dementors? We have DEMENTORS at the gates of Olympus? I knew we should have blown the place up and sent the lot of them back to the Underworld where they belong!"

"So, let me get this straight," said Michaela. "The three of you invaded Azkaban and saved Sirius, am I right?" They nodded. "As much as I want to congratulate you, I also have to ask: ARE YOU OUT OF YOUR BLOODY MINDS?"

"Evidently, His Highness is out of his bloody mind – " said Fred.

"– he left an invitation to his wedding with an RSVP on it, after all."

"Nice work on the part of Your Highnesses," the Twins said together.

Patrick cracked a brief smile. "Thanks, guys, but we have to get going. Iris, Hestia, the both of you hold down the fort and keep everyone else safe. The Professors will be coming out with us. Headmaster, where is Professor Quirrell?"

"The last I heard, Lord Palmer, he is in the Hospital Wing, quite incapacitated. Is there a problem?"

"No, Headmaster, there's no problem at all. I wouldn't trust such a stuttering coward as he to have my back in a fight anyway. Sirius, since you are under the protection of Olympus, your position is clear. You are to stay here. You're too important to lose."

~HP&PO~

Cornelius Fudge, the Minister of Magic, and his Undersecretary Dolores Jane Umbridge, were waiting outside the gates of Olympus for a response. When no response seemed forthcoming, he said, "Allright, send one Dementor out ..."

As the Dementor glided towards the gates, it was met with twin shouts of, "ΠΡΟΣΔΟΚΩ ΣΩΤΗΡΑ!" and "EXPECTO PATRONUM!" A host of Patronuses came forward with two St. Bernard Patronuses at the lead. These two, blazing with Seraphic Fire, jumped on the Dementor, who died with a bloodcurdling screech. The other Dementors reeled back, screaming in pain at the light that was shining on them. "The light! It burns! It burns!"

"Loki, Sophia, stand down with the other Patronuses and keep an eye on the Dementors while We talk with the Minister," said Patrick as he came out with Hermione and the other Olympians. "If they attack Us, you have Our authorization to terminate them with extreme prejudice and to send them back to the Underworld where they belong."

The two St. Bernard Patronuses bowed. "As you wish, Milord."

At this point, Minister Fudge decided to speak up. "Now, look here, Lord Palmer, Sirius Black is a very dangerous man, and I have the right to have protection with me should I want – "

"SILENCE! While We recognize your right to protection, Minister, you do not have the right to bring what We consider Enemies of the Kingdom into Our presence, regardless of their stated purpose. It would be equivalent to Us coming to visit you with a troupe of Death Eaters, and We don't think you want to insult Our royal personage by such a comparison."

Madam Umbridge decided to chime in with a pronounced throat clearing. "Hem, hem! Lord Palmer, the Ministry does not feel that your comparison is apt. Certainly the Ministry has recognized Dementors as the guards for Azkaban, so who are you to question the Ministry?"

Everything about the woman, from her sugary-sweet façade to the manner in which she cleared her throat, annoyed Patrick and the Olympians to the point of wanting to throttle her. Keeping himself under control, Patrick continued, "Do you need a cough drop, Madam …?"

"Umbridge, Lord Palmer. My name is Madam Dolores Jane Umbridge, and I'm the Undersecretary to the Minister of Magic."

"Madam Umbitch, you say?" The other Olympians had some difficulty keeping their grins in check as they saw her face turn red in anger. "I'm sure We can find you and the Minister some lovely accomodations here for your stay at Olympus ..."

"Thank you so much, Lord Palmer – " began Fudge …

"... in a jail cell for each one of you. With the authority of Olympus behind Us, We hereby declare you under arrest on the charge of conspiracy to harm a person under Our protection, and an innocent person at that, as well as the charge of attempting to bring avowed Enemies of the Kingdom into Olympus."

"How can you possibly do this? This is an outrage!" protested Umbridge.

"You're in Our country now, bitch, and We have the authority to authorize Our rules and protect Our borders. What kind of royalty would We be if We allowed enemies in all the time, if We allowed them to bribe Us into looking the other way? Not on Our watch, We can assure you of that."

Minister Fudge was furious. "I'm a Head of State, Lord Palmer! Isn't this a breach of diplomatic relations?"

Patrick snorted. "Minister, with all due respect, We could care less whether you're the King of England or some commoner. Here, no one is above the rule of Law. As far as diplomatic relations are concerned, by bringing Dementors here, YOU, Minister, were the one to cause a breach. This is just my response." Looking to the Patronuses, he gave the order: "Loki, Sophia, nice work on guarding this meeting. Now, as for these Dementors, terminate them." Loki and Sophia, leading the Olympian Patronuses, did so to the loud cacophony of wails and screeches. "So much for that. Hades, take Our prisoners away." Like the Dementors, Minister Fudge and Madam Umbridge were taken away with undignified wails and screeches.