Hello again everyone, I hope that this finds you well, but enough talking this is conversation we have all been waiting for. I solemnly swear that I am up to no good.
"Albus," Mairin said, her face devoid of all emotion, "I really must ask you to leave, it has been a very day and night, and I need some rest."
"I am afraid that I must insist," Dumbledore said, and Mairin noticed that he had his wand in hand.
"If I let you in you must leave your wand at the door," She said, and Dumbledore raised his eyebrow incredulously.
"I hardly think that that is ness-" Dumbledore began, but Mairin cut him off.
"It is necessary, It's a brand new policy of House Potter, all non-family members are to leave their wands at the door, and will not get them back until they leave, Safety precautions for a house that is on the brink of extinction."
Dumbledore grimaced, knowing that he wouldn't be able to get around this.
"So either leave your wand at the door and we talk, or get off my property." Mairin said, practically snarling.
Begrudgingly, Dumbledore set his wand inside the newly conjured box. Mairin opened the door and allowed him in.
"Where is Harry?" Dumbledore asked as Mairin shut the door behind her.
"Tispy," Mairn called out, ignoring Dumbledore's question, with a small pop, the House elf appeared, and shot a mistrustful glance at the Headmaster.
Missy Mairin called for Tispy?" The house elf asked.
"Yes, would you bring some tea to The Office and have a fire started when I arrive?" Mairin asked her, and the elf nodded then popped away.
"Come Albus," Mairin said as Morgan crept out from the shadows and walked up next to her, "Let us take this to a more appropriate setting."
Without another word Mairn turned and walked away from him, causing Albus to silently fume at Mairin's casual dismissal of him. He followed her through the halls of the mansion. She lead him to an office with a grand chair behind the desk and two hard backed uncomfortable chairs in front of it.
Mairn walked around the desk and sat in the grand chair forcing Dumbledore into the uncomfortable one, Morgan walked around the table and sat next to the roaring fire, her dark green eyes staring straight at him.
"Tea Albus?" Mairin asked pleasantly.
"No thank you my dear girl," He said as Mairin poured herself a glass.
"If your going to use titles Albus, use the proper one," Mairin said, her tone dropping and a dark look fell across her face as she added several lumps of sugar into her cup and began stirring.
"I do not underst-" Dumbledore began, but once again Mairin cut him off.
"I think you understand perfectly Albus," Mairin said, then continued, "My father and mother were the only two people allowed to call me dear girl, From now on you will address me as Regent Potter."
"My apologies Regent Potter," Dumbledore said, inwardly fuming at the disrespect that he was receiving from this woman.
"Now Albus," Mairin said, "you had something to talk to me about?"
"Yes Regent Potter," He replied as Mairin sipped her tea, "I was wondering where the young Harry was at, because an informant of mine for Privet Drive told me that he had left with you. Petunia herself told me that you had taken him."
"Oh," Mairin said, a slight smirk on her face, "Taken is the wrong word for that Albus, rescued is the better word."
"Really my dear, that is an exaggeration," Dumbledore said, "Harry was in no danger at all, In fact he had powerful protections surrounding him the entire ti-"
Dumbledore was interrupted by Mairin slamming her cup down onto the desk. He saw in her eyes a silent fury.
"Before I begin, I think a little history lesson of this room is in order, the reason why this room is known as The Office." Mairin said, before taking a deep breath, then starting up again, "This room is known as The Office by the Potter family, because it is the place we deal with those who have done our house wrong in some way. When James and I were children and we fought one another, our father would bring us here to deal with us. Whenever we have to have dealings with our opponents or enemies, we do so in this room. There is one fact that I know for certain, that fact is that you Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore are no friend to my house."
"Now Mairin, I believe that you have truly lost your Mind I have been a good and kind friend to you house for man-" Dumbledore began, when Mairin put up her hand.
"I am going to list off the reasons that you have made yourself and enemy of my house, " Mairin said, then held up on finger.
"Reason number one, You Sealed the wills of Lily and James, Abusing your power as you did so, just so that you could gain Magical Guardianship of Harry."
Mairin then held up a second finger, "Reason two, you left Harry with people who told his mother that she should have an abortion rather than suffer another of our people to live and breath. Which, when you did so, they proceeded to abuse him mentally and minorly physically for twelve years."
Mairin couldn't keep the wrath out of her voice as she continued, holding up a third finger, "Reason three, because of the sealing of the wills, you allowed my fiance Sirius to rot in Azkaban for twelve years, and allowing the rat faced traitor an opportunity to escape."
Mairin held up yet another finger, "Reason Four, You kept Harry from knowing his place in our society and blind to his heritage."
Albus opened his mouth as to protest, but Mairin cut him off once again.
"I'm not finished yet Albus," Mairin said, and held up a fifth finger, "The fifth and Final reason, is that using your fraudulently gained status as Harry's Magical Guardian, you stole priceless tomes and artifacts from the Potter Vaults, Including the family Grimoire. Then you drew up a Marriage contract to the Weasley's youngest daughter, knowing full well that he had another contract in place."
A chill went down Albus's Spine as Mairin relaxed into her chair, the wrath that he had seen in her face moments previously disappearing, and was replaced by a pleasantly evil smirk.
"You, wish to say something Dumbledore?" She asked, and Dumbledore stared at her speechless as his his well laid plans began falling around him.
Mairin's smirk grew even larger, "Oh, I'm sorry did I break your concentration?"
Dumbledore shook his head, putting the grandfatherly, kindly old wizard facade on full blast, then said, "Regent Potter, I simply was doing what needed to be done in order to safeguard young Harr-"
"That would be Heir Potter to you Albus," Mairin interrupted yet again, causing Albus to lose the twinkle in his eye, and visible frustration to leak into is features.
"I was simply trying to safeguard the young Heir Potter," He said frustratedly.
"From what I can see you failed, Harry still has mental damages, mental damages that will take a good long while for me to deal with, he has also been rather non forthcoming about the circumstances of his second year when he killed a bloody basilisk. But rest assured, I will find out."
Dumbledore stood from his chair, "Regent Potter, I fear that your mind is addled from the dark magic that sent you into a coma, I will be informing the wizengamot of this and you'll be taken back to St. Mungo's.
With that Dumbledore turned to leave the room, but was stopped when Mairin spoke up again.
"Easy as a child breathes a wish at a dandelion...is exactly how hard it will be for me to destroy everything you have worked so hard to build." She said as she stood from her chair, her eyes dark and menacing, "You try it albus and there will be nothing stopping the full wrath of the Potters to rain down upon you. Try it Albus, and I will take from you everything that it is possible for me to take from you, until you are left a sputtering lunatic in the trauma center of St. Mungo's. I'm not like my brother, who's anger came and went at the roll of the dice, my anger makes me all the more vindictive. My terms for you now are this, back off and I will leave you with the headmasters position at hogwarts, your wand, the clothes on your back, and your life. Don't back off, then everything you have built will then come crashing down around you."
Albus gave her a look, then walked out of the room in a huff. Morgan came over to her Mistress who sat down in her chair, her breathing becoming erratic as she tried to calm herself.
Almost an hour later, Mairin was finally calm enough to send Messages to Augusta Longbottom, Amelia Bones, and Cyrus Greengrass, explaining the situation, and telling them to get all of heir allies ready, because if she knew albus, then he would be calling an emergency session of the Wizengamot to try and regain some semblance of control. Her house elves brought her pepper-up potions to assist hi in getting through the rest of the day, because she knew that she would be needing them.
Timeskip-Late afternoon
Dumbledore stood in the center of the Wizengamot chamber, a slight smirk on his face as he watched the congregation arrived after receiving the message that had 'conveniently' been delayed in the sending to the Mairin Potter. As everyone began to get seated, and Dumbledore was about to get started, The doors to the Wizengamot flew open, and a gust of wind caused all the braziers in the room to sputter.
All eyes and heads turned to the door, and many watched in astonishment, awe,(and in one case Rage) as Mairin Potter strode into the room in a sleeveless black dress, her familiar Morgan strode to her right side, her dark green eyes looked across the room with mild distast. To her right was Harry Potter, who was dressed in a black Dragonhide suit with the Potter crest upon its brest. Many eyes drifted up to the portrait hanging above the dark faction's side. The portrait of Morgana Le Fay, and many couldn't help but compare the two woman.
"My fellow members of the Wizengamot," She said, her voice was quiet but it seemed to carry over all of them, "I do apologise that I am running slightly late, but I was only told of this meeting when an ally of mine sent me a message about it, our dear Chief Warlock declined to inform me of the session."
There was a silent grumble about that and many wizards looked to Dumbledore, who simply stated, "You were notified Regent Potter, I sent the owl myself."
"Well, that does seem peculiar," Mairin said, "Owl post going missing, perhaps the DMLE should look into it,because if someone is tampering with our mail, some people could lose everything."
There was a murmur through the Wizengamot as Dumbledore attempted to regain control of the session. But a slight chill ran down his spine, the threat towards him in her words was undeniable.
"Be that as it may Regent Potter," He said, "Perhaps we can put that on the docet after the reason for this meetings original, if you would take your seat."
The majority of the Wizengamot believed that she was going to head up and sit with the light faction. But they were all surprised when she, followed by Harry walked over to the neutral faction. This signified a massive power shift from the light to the neutral. She walked over and sat down next to Cyrus Greengrass, who smirked right along with her.
"The main matter at hand," Dumbledore said, and his eyes turned to Mairin, "Is that I believe that Regent Potter is still dealing with the long term effects of the dark magic that caused her to be in a coma for nearly thirteen years. Which is understandable, but it would be affecting her decision making, which could lead to disastrous consequences for our boy-who-lived."
Most of the light side representatives nodded, believing it to be the only reason why a Potter would leave the light faction. Mairin stood, with a smirk on her face and murder in her eyes.
"Well Chief Warlock, I demand that a qualified Auror enter the court and search me for dark magic while I explain exactly what happened that dreadful Samhain."
"I second the motion," Augusta Longbottom said, followed by Amelia Bones and Cyrus Greengrass. With them came many light and Neutral members, and as if smelling blood in the water a majority of the dark members agreed as well.
"Very well," Dumbledore said, his face beginning to pale. An Auror was called in as Mairin walked down to the courtroom floor. He began to cast diagnostic spells as Mairin spoke.
"What caused me to fall into the coma was a spell of my own creation. As many of you may or may not know I am a fully licenced spell-crafter. That night I was ambushed in my home by twelve Death Eaters, I managed to take out a few of them before one shot the killing curse at me." She stopped to take a breath as the courtroom was silent, all waiting with baited breath as she continued her story, "I was desperate, so I cast one of my invention to try and save my life. A phazing spell, but one that wasn't quiet right yet. The curse past through me, not killing me but knocking me into unconsciousness. My magic saved me, but it cost me nearly thirteen years of my life."
The Auror looked up, then told the crowd, "She's clean, no dark magic detected from her."
"That is quite the story, but we will require something to confirm in," Dumbledore said, and Mairin drew out her wand, then said, "I Mairin Potter swear upon my life and Magic that what I have said is true. Lumos."
Her wand lit up with a bright light, and the court began to murmur among themselves. Mairin's gaze then turned upon Dumbledore, and that was the moment that he knew that he was screwed
"As it happens," Mairin said, her voice still soft, but commanding the room, "The Chief Warlock calling this emergency session saves me the trouble of doing it myself. I Regent Mairin Potter of the Ancient and Noble House Potter am calling forth the right of House Justice Trial. Two men will be subjected to this Justice, The first man to receive this trial is One Sirius Arcturus Black for attempted line ending."
A confused murmur went through the crowd yet again, Harry sat next to Cyrus the two men grinning about the fact that Sirius was about to become a free man.
"The second Man to face our House Justice," Mairin said, her voice increasing in volume, "Is Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore."
There was an outcry from nearly the entire light faction and quite a few of the neutral faction, Mairin released a ban from the end of her want that Caused many of the court to cover their ears in pain. Mairin winced as she saw Morgan cover her ears in pain.
"If you would let me finish," Mairin said, her voice dangerously low, "Then I could get to the charges."
There was a grumble from the light and neutral factions, but the dark faction, the dark faction was seated on the edge of their seats in anticipation.
"The charges against him are as follows," Mairin said, "Attempted line theft, perversion of house justice, Sentencing the heir to a life of abuse, theft of house property, and theft of the house Grimoire."
There was dead silence in the courtroom as everyone froze. There was only one person who didn't do so, the only one who knew her plans beforehand, Harry Potter, whos gaze was burning in fury at the man he had once looked up to.
Bwahahaha I leave you hanging once again, I don't know why but I've been feeling extraordinarily evil recently. Oh well, Mischief Managed