Disclaimer: any of the characters that you recognize as the work of J.K. Rowling, I don't own. but I think that you will be able to recognize my characters.
P.S. I can't do accents, so, try to imagine. Thanks!
Shortly after, Kingsley, Harry, Ginny and Mrs. Weasley arrived back in Diagon Alley, with Kinsley gawking at all of the mayhem that had occurred under the Ministry's nose.
"How?" asked Kingsley. "When?"
"We were at the Joke shop, and we heard commotion. We came outside, and the four were killing everyone in their path," explained Harry.
"They said that they wanted Harry, something about finishing what their lord had started," said Ginny, clinging to Harry.
"Where are they?" asked Kingsley.
"George and Charlie should be holding them by the shop," said Mrs. Weasley, craning her neck to see if they were where they said they were. They were.
"Kingsley!" said George, happy to see someone who could help, and not the gawking bystanders in the shops.
"George! Great to see your spirits up," said Kingsley, eyeing the Body-Binded Death Eaters.
"Yeah, had a lot on my mind lately, ya know?" said George, only letting his eyes travel to Kingsley once in a while.
"As with me," replied Kingsley. "Are these the Death Eaters?" he said, gesturing at the stunned wizards.
"Yep. Avery, Fenrir Greyback, Rodolphus Lestrange, and Ron and Hermione are looking for Antonin Dolohov," said Charlie.
"Where are the rest of the Weasleys?" asked Kingsley, looking around.
"Getting help," replied George.
"Ah," said Kingsley.
Moments later, the remaining members of the Order ran out from around the corner.
"Where are they?" yelled Dedalus Diggle, rounding the corner.
"Right here, Dedalus," said Kingsley.
"Oh," he said, realizing that they were already caught.
"Yes. What do you think we should do with them? Until we can have a proper trial for them, of course," asked Kingsley.
"We could put them in Azkaban," offered Elphias Doge.
"You know that we can't put them there. We don't have anybody to guard it, now that the dementors aren't working there anymore. Speaking of which, what are we going to do with the dementors?" said Kingsley, pondering on the dilemmas.
"Well, as an answer to the dementor issue, we could try," said Harry, not knowing if it was the time.
"Try what? All ideas are welcome," said Hestia Jones.
"What about," Harry said warily, for the subject was touchy, "how … Sirius … died. The veil, in the Death Chamber, at the Department of Mysteries."
"Well, it separates the body from the soul, then destroys the body, but what if there's no body to destroy?" said Elphias.
"We'll have to look into that later. Now, the task at hand," said Kingsley, getting everyone back on topic.
"Yes. Who do we have here?" said Dedalus, inspecting the Death Eaters. "Fenrir Greyback, Rodolphus Lestrange and Avery. Interesting."
After eyeing the three Death Eaters for some moments, Ron and Hermione turned the corner, levitating the body of none other than Antonin Dolohov.
"We found him in a garbage can near where Harry and Ginny said that they were attacked. We think that he's dead," said Hermione, looking frazzled.
"Dead?" asked Kingsley. "Who would have killed him?"
"The others must have killed him after he tricked them," said Ginny realizing what had happened. "He saw us, but we hid under the invisibility cloak. Greyback thought he was messing with them, so he must have killed him to get back at him," she said to the confused faces.
"That's … unfortunate," said Kingsley.
"Ha! He deserves to be dead!" said Hestia, enraged. "What? Dead in a flash, versus a lifetime in Azkaban. Think about it."
"Yes, I suppose it would have been better to have him alive, so that he could give his account on what's been happening to the Death Eaters after Voldemort's fall," said Kingsley, reasoning with himself. "But, we'll have to work with what we have."
"Now, what to do with the other three," said Dedalus, circling them. "What to do …"
"How about we just keep them in the Ministry of Magic, or perhaps St Mungo's," said Elphias. "Those are possibly the safest magical places in all of Britain."
"Yes," said Kingsley. "For now, the Ministry will do. Let's go. Try to get three people per Death Eater, for safety reasons."
"What about Diagon Alley?" asked Hermione.
"We'll have to come back later," said Kingsley.
"But-" she began to protest, but saw that there was no point in arguing.
"Come on," said Kingsley, motioning at the road leading to the Leaky Cauldron.
Bill, Harry, George and Ginny took hold of Rodolphus Lestrange. Mr. Weasley, Ron and Dedalus had Avery. Hermione, Charlie, Hestia and Elphias had Greyback. And Mrs. Weasley was taking Dolohov with Percy. Kingsley was taking up the rear.
When they made it to the Leaky Cauldron, they paused to bring back Tom and a few others.
"Try to get some of the others up too," Kingsley told Tom, who nodded smally. As the door closed, the incantation for waking someone could be heard.
"To the Ministry?" asked Mr. Weasley.
"To the Ministry," everyone responded.
Just then, the Knight Bus rounded the corner, as reckless as ever.
When the door opened, none other than Stan Shunpike stood in the door frame.
"Look who it is!" he said, although some of his usual cheer was absent.
"Stan! You're not in Azkaban anymore?" asked Harry, though his glance only wavered from Rodolphus.
"Yep. Got out two weeks ago. Under the Imperius curse, so the had to let me go," he said with his eyes lighting up.
"That's great," said Ron.
"You bet. Now, where too?" he asked.
"Ministry of Magic," said Kingsley.
"Who's the extra baggage?" asked Stan, pointing at the unconscious Death Eaters.
"Attack in Diagon Alley, these four are the ones who attacked it," said Hestia.
"Interesting, very interesting …" Stan said, dazed. "Well! Don't just stand around, I thought this was urgent."
"Oh, yes. Everybody on," said Kingsley.
All the people got on, taking a seat wherever possible. The heads of those on the bus turned as they passed, particularly when Harry and Kingsley passed.
"Let's go!" said Stan as the bus rolled into motion.
They rode in silence, with the occasional chatter from Stan or another passenger. Harry sat with Ginny cuddled in his arms. For moments at a time, Harry's mind wandered far from earth, where there was only him and Ginny. But when the bus took an unexpected turn, or someone would address him directly, he would land back on earth, with the chatty passengers.
"Here we are! The Ministry of Magic! Off you go," said Stan.
"Thanks," said Harry as he got off the bus.
"No problem … Neville," said Stan with a grin.
Once they were safely off of the bus, Ginny spoke.
"Why did he just call you Neville?" she asked. She knew that Stan knew that Harry was not Neville, but Harry. But then why would he call him Neville?
"It's sort of a joke. Remember in my third year, when I arrived at the Leaky Cauldron by taking the Knight Bus?" said Harry.
"Yes," said Ginny questioningly.
"Well, not wanting to be known as Harry, I told Stan that my name was Neville Longbottom. I guess he still remembers," said Harry with a smile.
"Well," said Ginny.
They were interrupted by Kingsley speaking.
"Everybody in! I can't hold the door open forever."
Everyone filed into the Employee's entrance for the Ministry.
The Atrium was even more packed than when Harry had been here the first time earlier that day. Word had apparently gotten around that Harry and friends had caught possibly the most-wanted-Death Eaters, and everyone wanted to see it with their own eyes. And what they saw was quite a sight. Harry, the Order, Kingsley, the Weasleys and Hermione all filing in the Atrium with three unconscious Death Eaters and one dead Death Eater.
"Where are we putting them?" asked Mr. Weasley.
"The hidden dungeons, I suppose," said Kingsley, who was completely oblivious to the crowd that had begun to gather. They were lucky that there was a no reporter policy, otherwise they would have been swamped in a heartbeat.
It only took minutes for the Ministry's security guards to clear a path to the lifts, but not without spending their fair share of time staring at the objects of interest.
They made their way to the lifts. It took three trips for everyone to make it to the hidden dungeons.
Harry had no idea that the Ministry of Magic even had a hidden dungeon, and he doubted that they ever used it much. That's what Azkaban was for. But now …
Harry's train of thought was interrupted when Kingsley announced their arrival at the hidden dungeons.
"Here we are!" said Kingsley, opening the door for everyone to file in.
"Why on earth do you have this place?" asked Ron.
"For situations like this," said Ginny. "Honestly, Ron. How thick can one person get?" she asked with a giggle.
"Sorry," Ron mumbled, turning the famous Weasley red.
"Where to put them," said Kingsley, talking to himself in a barley audible tone. "Here," he said, louder than before.
Those who were carrying Death Eaters shuffled over to the cells that were supposedly being guarded by some ancient spells and curses that would prevent them from escaping.
One by one, the Death Eaters got locked away in the cells. Antonin Dolohov's body was temporarily housed in a cell as well.
After Kingsley and the Order reinforced some more spells, which took longer than necessary, in Ginny's opinion, and individual accounts on what happened, they finally got to leave the Ministry.
"Quite a day, don't you say?" said Mr. Weasley.
"Tell me about it," said Ginny, who was resting under the protection of Harry's arm.
"I think that we've had enough excitement for now," said Harry, smiling.
A/N: What do you think? I know, postings have been slow lately, but Tuesday is my last day of school, so all the free time in the world to write will be in my hands. :) Please Rate and Review! I'll try to post soon!