Royal Prerogative
A Harry Potter fanfic by Steven Jester
Chapter 10: Modern Messiah

AN: Well, welcome to another edition of Royal Prerogative. As a simple yet blunt reminder I don't own the Harry Potter franchise so please remember to thank JK Rowling every chance you get for such a wonderful series. Also the depiction of any and all real life people (Royals, President and Mrs. Clinton, et al.) is fictitious and is meant as entertainment only. Neither slander nor libel is intended. Now with that out of the way let's talk fanfic.

This is an important update for several reasons which should become apparent while reading. Also, and I will remind you of this at the end, next week I will not be posting an update. I will be at the Magic: The Gathering prerelease tournament for the new set Shards of Alara. Those of you who read this that live in the Syracuse, NY area can catch me bright and early on September 27th at Carousel Mall hopefully doing my best and winning several matches en route to getting back into the competitive Magic scene. (Hey, I do have other hobbies besides writing.)

And now, Onwards! (Be sure to read the epigraph, it's very pertinent to the chapter.)

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"Waiting, for your modern Messiah
To take away all the hatred
That darkens the light in your eye
Still awaiting, I" – Liberate by Disturbed

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20:15

"This is an odd predicament I must say," Mrs. Clinton said as she walked with Hannah, Fred and George, Griphook, Prince William, and Zara, through the halls of Buckingham Palace, "Up until this morning I was not aware of the magical world at all. Although it does make a lot of sense considering this Secretary Fellows character coming in and out of private meetings with Bill in the Oval Office. Makes me wonder about that one intern."

If she's thinking about a certain Monica Lewinsky she has reasons to be worried and not necessarily if she's a witch or not, Harry added through their mind-link.

Hannah blushed slightly before clearing her throat and saying, "Well magic has its perks but there are things that non-magical people have that are an advantage."

"That and there have been only a few instances in the magic world where the level of magic could potentially destroy the world, unlike certain technologies that were developed in the 1940's," said Fred before George gave him a not so subtle nudge in the ribs.

"Yes, something that should never have fallen into terrorist hands, wizarding or not," Mrs. Clinton said.

"Be that as it may, that is mostly taken care of," Griphook said uninterestedly, "The bomb has been thoroughly checked to make sure it isn't armed and is currently in the Director's 

personal vault awaiting return to the muggle government tomorrow. Our branch in Kabul has been informed and anyone attempting to obtain the weapon will be arrested on sight."

"Something's been bugging me," Fred said quizzically, "Prince William said that Director Mackrack was bringing his mate to the dinner, yet you came with him instead. Why is that?"

The glare that Griphook sent Fred made him realize that the question was not a tactful one.

"Mister Weasley you will find that the taboo of homosexuality is non-existent in Goblin culture. Yes, the Director and I are life-mates. I will, however, not stand for your prejudices regarding love in any form and will challenge you to an honor duel if you continue with that tone."

George leaned over and whispered in Fred's ear, "Goblin honor duels as duels to the death, better apologize, and quickly."

"I'm dreadfully sorry Griphook. I was just curious," Fred said holding his hands up in surrender.

"Allow this to be your only warning then," Griphook said calming down slightly.

Oh Harry, what am I going to do with them?

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20:18

She could just, you know, stupify them and be done with it, Godric thought jokingly.

Godric, hush, Harry thought while trying to pay attention to Her Majesty and President Clinton.

"You'll find, Elizabeth, that Boris, Ryutaro, and Benjamin will all be very grateful that the whole nuke issue has been resolved."

"Mister Netanyahu and Mister Hashimoto more so than Mister Yeltsin I would imagine," Her Majesty said chuckling, "but in all due seriousness, there must be something that we can do to make sure this doesn't happen again."

"I know someone who might be able to help," Harry said happy to get off of his mind-link, "His name is William Weasley, oldest brother of Fred and George and he is a curse breaker in Gringotts."

"One of my finest actually," Mackrack said nodding.

"He'd be able to work with wards and make sure that you'd be able to stand a chance against a wizarding force," Harry said, "He can also ward Buckingham and other places as well."

"Sounds like someone I could use at the White House," President Clinton said smirking.

"Actually, Mister President," Secretary Fellows said curtly, "The White House is already warded against magical attack."

"We can discuss wards later," Her Majesty said nodding, "Although I am interested to meet Mister Weasley and have him devise proper wards. Right now, I'd like to discuss what the security for tomorrow will be."

Just then Alastor Moody's ferret Patronus scurried into the room and stood in front of Harry saying, "As soon as convenient we would like to have a word with you," before disappearing.

"Fascinating," President Clinton said.

"I've never seen a Patronus used in such a fashion," Secretary Fellows said amazed as well, "Do you know who cast it?"

"One moment let me reply," Harry said smirking before barely waving his hand and sending forth his stag Patronus.

Narcissa Malfoy raised an eyebrow before asking, "Was that me or did you just do silent wand-less magic?"

"I did do just that," harry said smirking just as two pops filled the room and Alastor Moody appeared with Madame Bones and her niece Susan in tow.

One glance between Moody and Her Majesty and he fell to one knee saying, "Your Majesty it is an honor to be before you today."

Likewise Amelia and Susan turned to The Queen and knelt.

"Please stand, there is no need for any one of Harry's friends or colleagues to kneel in my presence."

"Your Majesty, forgive us our intrusion but I was under the impression that Harry and Hannah were alone," Moody said giving harry a strong glare.

Harry played it cool and said, "Susan, why don't you go find Hannah, but be on your best behavior because the American First Lady is with her."

Susan nodded her head and bolted from the room.

"Now, Grandmum I believe you were saying something about security?" Harry said chuckling.

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21:00

Almar Al-zawari smirked at the corpses of Aurors laying on the floor as he walked over to the International Portal and inputted the right sequences. "It pays to have informants in this corrupt Ministry," he muttered to himself as the Portal opened and he stepped through to places unknown.

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21:15

"And now I'm afraid that we all have a very long day ahead of us," Her Majesty said, "I know that I am going to go to bed early. I suggest you all do as well."

"Hannah and I will retire to one of my properties that I inherited from my father in order to give President and Mrs. Clinton a place to stay," Harry said smiling to himself.

"Yes, and I'm certain that there isn't any personal reason as to spending the night with your wife in a separate house with no one there to check up on you," Her Majesty said with a slightly joking tone.

Everyone chuckled as Harry's face turned pink.

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23:49

"Nay sisters we meet again at last after hundreds of years," an old crone dressed in black said as two other worldly figures gathered over a bubbling cauldron.

"The world distressed after a thousand tears," a younger woman about mid-thirties said dressed in gray.

"Diane's word this tattered world hears," the youngest, barely a teen, said exuberantly dressed in white.

The small clearing in the middle of the expansive forest seemed to eerily glow in an ethereal light as they chanted in turn:

"He with the power of the Resurrected One awakens"

"Born of Two and Two and Four, ascendant to throne expansive"

"White, Black, and Gray all conflux in Him"

"Risen is the Lord of the New"

"Born of man twice renewed"

"Ever Dream shattered in an instant"

"Time removed from the World so distant"

"In Life now asunder"

"Eden's Home now a memory"

"Christ's choice forcibly made"

"Death is the Joy of Rebirth"

"The Truth shall set you free"

"Bonded is He to another"

"Her love and faith be pure"

"Yet can she be trusted with what she has to endure?"

"They resist"

"Yet their souls obey

"Time will be the decider"

As one they finished:

"Blessed be them, progenitors of Goddess Three

Eden's Beam rip asunder the realm of Gaia

Planes of Raiden, ever chaotic

Planes of Diane, ever fruitful

Planes of Folken, ever orderly

Planes of Necras, ever decaying

Planes of Eve, ever peaceful

Gaia, plane of Raiden, shall now experience the Quickening"

And with that they vanished.

July 2, 1996 – 0:00

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0:02

Albus Dumbledore's eyes were wide as he knelt in one of the random hallways near Hogwarts Library. Laying prone on the floor next to him was Sybill Trelawney. Her eyes were glazed over and she appeared to be in a deep state. Trelawney's collapse wasn't abnormal, as the woman was fond of sherry as of late, but the prophecy that Albus was lucky enough to overhear was very abnormal. "'Blessed be them, progenitors of Goddess Three,'" Dumbledore said starting from the beginning of the prophecy.

"Something strange be afoot."

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2:30

Voldemort looked over the strategy of his plan that he had instructed his new apprentice in. "This seems sound, so much so that it would take a miracle of the Christian God to disrupt it. But to make sure that it isn't interrupted I need to rescind a previous order."

As if on cue Bellatrix came into the throne room and had to dodge a blasting curse from Voldemort before saying, "My Lord, I'm sorry to disturb you but the plans for tomorrow are ready."

"Perfect timing dear Bella," Voldemort said icily, "For plans have changed. Your plan will be postponed until Wednesday at the earliest as tomorrow the Wizengamont will meet. I have a more important plan that will take place."

"Yes, my Lord," Bellatrix said clearly disappointed.

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6:00

Harry looked out the window of The Stag Loft as the sun rose over the London cityscape, I wonder if I'll be able to pull this off, Harry thought absentmindedly.

You have one of the best minds in your generation with two very smart witches and another very loyal witch and you're worried about doing well at the Wizengamont? Rowena pondered.

I know. I also have Narcissa's political crash course under my belt. But as you well know Rowena, theory and practice are two different things.

Thank you, someone other than Godric or me that will remind that annoying bird of the difference between theory and practice!! thought Salazar.

Salazar, hush, thought Hannah as she sat up in the bed and stretched.

"Sleep well?" Harry asked smirking as Hannah got up and walked over to him.

"I was sleeping like a baby until you got out of the bed." Hannah looked out the window to see Big Ben in the distance. "You ready?"

"Not quite, but I know I have all the support I need."

END CHAPTER 10

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AN: Yea, I know. Short chapter, right? Next chapter, the chapter a good 80 to 90 percent of you are waiting for, is LONG! A reminder, I will not be posting next week due to the Shards of Alara prerelease tournament. Also, if you're one of those people that love prophecies, go ahead and try to interpret that whole mess up there. The Prophecy starts "He with the power…" not, as Albus thinks, with "Blessed be them…"

Until next time (or if you show up at the tournament next week) later!