Harry Potter: The Overlord
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Chapter 12:
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Matthew Greengrass, wearing his blue Wizengamot robes sighed inwardly as the Minister tried to stall the hearing by trying to check, double check, and even triple check everything. He had previously had the witch in charge of recording the trial wait outside and hopefully make this whole thing be declared a lost cause but the late arrival of Umbridge, still puffy eyed but stable, had ruined that little plan, as the witch had been exposed when Dolores yelled at her for standing outside the door.
"Enough of this!" he hissed loudly, "I've had it with your incessant attempts to stall this hearing,"
Fudge's face reddened, "I am the leading official here," he growled out, "And I will not have you questioning me,"
Matthew raised an eyebrow, "I will question whatever I wish," he shot back, standing from his seat.
"Speak one more word and I'll have you arrested and charged with contempt," Fudge seethed at the man, angered at the disrespect and that he was ruining his plan.
Matthew snorted, before looking at the woman beside Fudge, who just so happened to be Madam Bones and by law, the second most powerful official in the room, "Madam Bones, I formally request that the minister be removed from this hearing,"
Fudges face turned purple, "Say WHAT!" he spat out in a rage, "Now you listen here-" he tried to yell only to have the charms around the room made to silence angry people activate and force his mouth to slam shut.
Unperturbed by what just happened, Matthew continued, "Under Ministry law, the one responsible for what happened to the accused can not have a say in said persons trial, Fudge," he spat the name out as a blatant disregard for the man, "completely disregarded the law to have the accused thrown into Azkaban prison."
Fudge tried to defend himself but Bones agreed to it and before he knew it, two aurors had him by the arms and shoved him out of the courtroom. Too bad the charms keeping his mouth shut could only be undone by the person presiding over the hearing.
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Sirius Black looked around the ministry holding cell he had been put in to await the start of the trial. It had been quite a few years since he had seen the inside of one of these rooms, the last being hours before his wrongful imprisonment at that damn prison. Truth be told he couldn't really tell if it had changed, most of his time in here had been spent weeping in pain over his best friend James and Lily's murder and anger at that rats betrayal.
The room was bleak really, a boring grey room with only a table and chair sitting in the middle, the door leading out hidden by a charm.
Sitting at said table, still dressed in the dirty black and white prison clothes, his hair dirty and knotted, Sirius seemed to go in shock at what was happening. He was finally going to get a fair trial, to prove that he wasn't the traitor and hopefully be able to see Harry again. His sprits flew at the thought of being able to actually be a godfather to Harry, but they dropped not moments later as the memory of Remus believing that he had been a spy for the Dark Lord. Making matters worse was learning that it wasn't the ministry wanting to correct their mistakes or any of his friends finally proving that he was innocent, it was a strange Pure-blood alliance between two families.
"Sirius Black," called a dark skinned auror as he opened the door, wearing standard auror dress robes that signified that he was the one who would guard him during the trial, "Stand and present your hands, it is time for your trial."
It seemed like no time at all before he was seated on the stone chair in the center of the room with the Auror standing next to him as everyone looked down at them.
Madam Bones was sitting on the highest chair and cleared her throat, "Mr. Black, will you be representing yourself?"
Sirius started to speak only for the door of the courtroom to open, drawing everyone's attention to the person who entered and walked in.
Long black hair pulled into a noble ponytail, regal face, green eyes that glowed with power, a strange dragon-like mark on the side of his forehead, and last but not least the black noble greatcoat, all of which Matthew Greengrass recognized instantly.
"Actually, I shall be Sirius Blacks representative," Harry spoke, walking over to the man.
Madam Bones looked at him strangely, no doubt trying to think of who he was before asking, "And you are?"
Harry chuckled, "Oh. Allow me to introduce myself, I am Harrison Julius Greyheart," he said while the others eyes widened.
Sirius stared at the man standing next to him, recognizing the name from the letter he had been given in prison.
A few moments of silence passed before Madam Bones started the hearing, making a long speech that clearly stated why they were here and some details, mostly for the record.
"Now, Lord Greyheart, would you care to present your evidence to us?" Madam Bones asked once she finished.
Greyheart nodded, "With pleasure… Ladies and Gentlemen, Sirius Black was framed, his rights were ignored, his good name dragged through the dirt and trampled on. This man was unjustly thrown into the worlds harshest prisons and tortured mentally by dementors for years… for no reason. The minister, knowingly had this man thrown into Azkaban, not because he believed that he was guilty, no he threw Sirius Black into prison because of greed. Fudge wanted to steal money from the Black family vault,"
"LIES!" Dolores yelled, still a supporter of Fudge, "What proof do you have and how do you explain the murder of Peter?"
Greyheart chuckled, "As for the 'murder' it's simple," he told them before looking at Sirius, "Mr. Black, do you agree to questioning under Veritaserum?"
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Dumbledore raged on and on in his office, glaring at a ministry letter that he received telling him that the imprisonment of Sirius Black was being investigated and that the man was going to be put on trial today… the worst part was that at the bottom it read, 'You are not permitted to enter the ministry today as you are being investigated as well, details enclosed.'
The next paper was an official document accusing him of molesting little boys and ordering him to come to the ministry tomorrow for his own hearing. At least he had one of his own people escorting Black, once the trial was over the man would bring Sirius to him.
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As the Auror gave Sirius the antidote canceling out the effects of the Veritaserum, everyone else was muttering to each other about what Sirius had told them. He never killed those muggles or his one time friend, nor did he betray them or join you know who.
Greyheart hummed, "And now, to prove that the minister has been trying to steal from the Black Family vault is my good friend and ally… President Sawtooth of Gringotts Bank,"
Once again people were shocked as the head of Gringotts UK walked in with a thick file under his arm. The Goblin then presented numerous forms demanding entry into the Black Vault, some using the ministers seal and signatures trying to strong arm his way into possession while others had Sirius' name that the bank knew was falsified, after all, Sirius had been in prison at the time.
And before he knew it, Sirius Black was cleared of all charges, compensated by the Ministry for the years of wrongful imprisonment, and publicly apologized to. But all of this meant nothing at the moment, after he had been declared innocent, he saw Greyheart leave the room without anyone really noticing.
That man knew where Harry was and offered to take him to his godson, he'd be damned if the chance slipped away.
The various members of the Wizengamot filed out of the chambers and the Auror shrunk the shackles that had just been removed before stuffing them in his robe pockets, "Sirius Black, would you please come with me? Dumbledore wants to speak with you,"
"There will be no need for that Auror Shacklebolt," Matthew Greengrass spoke, walking down the steps from his chair and over to the pair, "The Headmaster has his own problems to worry about… and I rather doubt that Mr. Black is in any mood to deal with him,"
Shacklebolt frowned slightly, "I must insist,"
"Insist all you want Auror Shacklebolt, but you will not be taking this man anywhere, I have been asked to take Mr. Black somewhere to rest and recuperate after this ordeal. If you continue to pester either of us outside the confines of the law WE will stop at nothing to have you removed from law enforcement,"
The threat was clear and Kingsley knew that Greengrass now had the power to make such things happen now that he was in a alliance with Greyheart and by the was he said 'we' made it seem that someone else, most likely Greyheart, was pulling strings.
Backing off, Kingsley left the two and disappeared out the door.
"Finally," Matthew huffed before looking at the owlish ex-prisoner of Azkaban, "Mr. Black, I know you have questions but please hold off on them, Lord Greyheart is waiting for you and will answer them,"
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Walking into his manor, Harry was greeted by his guard minions that lined the foyer, all dressed in small chest plates with green trousers while a full face helmet covered their little heads. Armed with halberds, they saluted him as he passed then went back to motionlessly standing like little statues, amazing what some negative reinforcement can do with those hyper little puss bags.
"Welcome home Lover!" Rose greeted with a bright smile, "How did it go?"
They met by the stairs before walking around them and towards his study.
"As expected, the Wizarding world is still full of ignorant sheep flocking under whatever banner is best at the time." He replied with a deep tone, "Not much different than before but I have my plans."
"So what are you doing now?"
Harry wrapped his arm around her as they walked, "My dear idiot of a godfather should be arriving soon, Greengrass will be bringing him and I plan on… educating him…"
Rose rubbed his side, "Oh should I get Velvet and Grace? We have some new whips and chains to break in,"
"No Rose," He said sternly, "Sirius is not my enemy… as of now. I rather hope that he will accept what I will tell him but if not… then he will have to be taken care of."
They reached his study and walked in.
"I'd hate to have to kill him Rose, Sirius was a true friend but if he refuses to see the truth then I have no place for him here."
"Master sir?" Nippy called while sticking her head in the room from the hallway, "Your guests are walking up throughs the courtyard,"
Harry nodded and looked to Rose with a smirk, "Why don't you and Nippy greet them Love?" he suggested, "It'll be a shock to see someone that looks just like my mother waiting at the door and I'll bet that Nippy would love to see Sirius again."
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Sirius looked around in shock and confusion, he recognized this place, this was Potter Manor. A wave of emotion engulfed him, when his family threw him out James and his parents took him in with open arms and welcoming smiles, treating him like a long lost son. They didn't care about his past, his bloodline, or if his parents were dark, they took him in and made him feel like a Potter.
But how could this Greyheart person be here? Had he bought the place, he hoped not. Potter manor was his home away from hateful home, a place where he had escaped to and found acceptance as a teen.
They stopped at the door and Greengrass stepped out of the way, "Well Mr. Black, this is where I leave you," he said before holding out his hand.
Slowly, Sirius reached out hand shook the offered hand.
"I wish you the best of luck,"
Sirius nodded thankfully, "Thank you… I guess."
Matthew wasn't offended by the slow and nearly timid tone, he only nodded and turned before walking away and exiting the grounds before leaving via portkey.
Alone at the front doors, Sirius, still filthy and dressed in his prison garb, turned to knock on the door, only for it to slowly open before a little house elf latched onto his leg.
"Sirius Sir!" Nippy cheered while hugging his leg, "Nippy missed yous so much!"
"Nippy?" Sirius whispered with a small but growing smile, reaching down to pick up the little elf and return the hug.
After a moment, Sirius released the house elf and set her back to the ground, "I haven't seen you in years," he told her with a tears forming in his eyes. Nippy had been the youngest and newest house elf in the Potters service and had been with him and James every summer to welcome them home. While it was normal for James, Sirius nearly got emotional every time the little house elf would say, 'Welcome home,'.
Nippy smiled before gasping in embarrassment, "Oh, Nippy almost forget… Welcome home Sirius Sir,"
That did it, that one sentence broke the dam and he dropped to his knees with tears pouring down his face.
"Nippy?" called a woman's voice from behind the half shut door, "What's going on?"
Sirius looked up to see a hand grab the side of the door, opening it all the way to reveal a beautiful redhead wearing a red and white dress with gold trim and designs, her hair was long and braided with the braid laying over her shoulder next to a small gold pendant in the shape of a strange helmet.
"L… Lily?" he stuttered out while looking up at her, everything was happening too fast and finally caught up with him. Betrayal, grief, imprisonment, self-loathing, mental torture, then his release from Azkaban, and now this, faster than a stunner or a bludger to the skull could do, the man fainted and dropped like a lead weight.
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Harry looked down at the unconscious man laying on a guest bed, "So he just fainted?" he questioned after Rose explained what happened, watching Nippy as she washed the mans face with a damp washcloth.
"He looked like he saw a ghost," she added after a nod, "I saw a picture of your mother and I have to agree, we do share some physical traits."
Harry nodded, "I noticed… anyway, this is for the best… Sirius has had a rough time and deserves some rest, our meeting can wait. Nippy, clean him up and watch over him if any minions try to mess with him while he sleeps beat them over the head until the message sinks in… or their skulls."
Nippy nodded and continued to clean the sleeping mans face as her master and mistress left.
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Watching Kingsley Shacklebolt leave through the floo, Dumbledore muttered angrily while cursing under his breath. Greengrass interfering with Kingsley's side mission of retrieving Sirius was unexpected and troubling, he needed the man under his thumb while he was still weak from prison to make the man dependant on him, but without Sirius somewhere where he could have watched all day and night his plan was useless.
He sat down at his desk and stewed in his anger. Greengrass was starting to be a problem, before he was only a minor pureblood lord and relied on the Potters to keep the other families at bay. The years without them had made Greengrass back off and stay out of the spotlight to avoid any of the darker families and keep them from being strong-armed. But now that he had somehow allied himself with this… Lord Greyheart person, the very same man who refused to associate with him, Greengrass was just as powerful if not more so than before.
At the first few Wizengamot meetings, he had started to notice that some of the other minor lords were more afraid of Greengrass now, not openly challenging anything the man said or suggested now that he was technically the most politically powerful lord there with an extra vote in his hands.
Dumbledore racked his brain, trying to think of why Greengrass would take Sirius somewhere and refuse to let Kingsley, who was also a senior auror, escort the man anywhere, going as far as to threaten his career should he not back off. Obviously Greyheart was pulling the strings while staying in the dark, letting Greengrass take the limelight in political circles but he needed to know why. If he did then he had no doubt in his mind that whatever Greyheart was hiding could be used to control him. An extra vote or two would be very helpful and he could always use extra gold in the fight towards the Greater Good.
He'd have to make some fire-calls, bring in an old friend who knew how to find such secrets.
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"Love?" Rose sighed while laying against his chest, both were laying on the couch in the manors family room and simply enjoying the others presence.
Harry hummed in response.
"I noticed that the only three Dark Elves returned… What happened to Imra?"
She had personally chosen the four elves to revive the honor of aiding their Overlord in his plans and had studied each of them for weeks to choose only the best.
Harry chuckled, "She has been sent to handle my final target in Egypt,"
"Alone?"
He nodded, "Sawtooth is aiding her by putting her in contact with Gringotts Egyptian branch President, they are more than willing to help get rid of this person, especially with his contract up for renewal and the possibility of… future business."
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Appearing in Gringotts Egyptian branch by special Goblin made Portkey, completely untraceable by the Ministry, Imra Jade was greeted by a tanned Goblin dressed in a suit with a toothy smirk.
"You must be the associate our British brothers spoke of, I'm Ripclaw, head of this branch, and you are?" the goblin asked after his short and simple introduction.
"Imra Jade,"
"Well Ms. Jade, I understand that your employer wishes to… remove a certain member of our staff here at the bank,"
Imra nodded, "Indeed,"
"Good, we can't fire him for nothing but his contract is to be renewed after negotiation, we here at the bank have to increase his pay after each contract renewal and firing him isn't possible due to the bank rules that we must adhere to."
"My master simply want's this person taken care of, I do not care about him nor your reasons for this. Your reasons are your own business and simply that, his death however is my only business here at the moment."
The goblin smirked, "Straight to business, I respect that. How will you do this?"
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William Arthur Weasley, AKA Bill walked into the expensive five star restaurant looking like a kid in a candy store. Growing up poor, he had dreamed of eating at fancy places like this without a care in the world and made it his life goal to do so and help support his growing family. Being the eldest of his siblings, he graduated Hogwarts first and went on to get a good job as a Curse Breaker with Gringotts in Egypt, signing a contract to keep the little buggers from cheating him. But with his contract run out and up for renewal, he wasn't able to work until they signed a new one which sometimes stretched out for weeks as they hated to increase his pay.
"Mr. Weasley, a lady is waiting for you in the VIP section," said a waiter after looking at something on the small stand by the door.
The man led him through a walkway and up to a stairway where he saw a lady sitting at round table with one leg crossed over the other. The table was next to a small half wall that looked out over the dining crowd below while the area around them was bare, strange for such a place.
The waiter continued his trek and bowed curtly to the lady, "Madam, Mr. Weasley has arrived."
Bill's chair was pulled out for him and he sat down across from her, studying the beauty sitting not three feet away. She was pale, obviously not from around here or a noblewoman who never stayed out in the sun for too long, her long blond hair curled in some places while staying straight in others, making her look even more breathtaking while hiding her ears and neck. The woman's eyes were a deep blue and her rosy red lips were curled into an innocent smile.
"Mr. Weasley, how nice to meet you," she greeted with her smile, reaching out with her elegant hand.
It was obvious that he had no real idea on customs as instead of kissing her knuckles, he reached out and shook her hand. "It's nice to meet you too Ms…"
"Jade… call me Jade,"
At this time two plates of food were brought to them and Bill started eating, ignoring Imra as she raised an eyebrow.
"You know," Bill started as he stopped to wipe his mouth, "Gringotts never treated me to a nice dinner in honor of my contract renewal, they didn't send someone like you either,"
Imra just smiled, "Well once you've been there for so long, they'll treat you differently. I'm Senior Director of Employment and now they've sent me to take care of things."
"Really?"
"Indeed they have, Branch President Ripclaw asked for my services to handle the matter of your contract personally," she told him before standing up and walking towards a cart full of liquor and wines. Slowly swinging her hips and making the red cocktail dress she wore do wonders in hypnotizing the man.
Slowly bending down and picking up a imported red wine from France, Imra grabbed solid silver wineglasses and poured them both a drink, covertly dropping something into the cup without a sound or drawing suspicion.
"Gringotts has come to view you differently now," she continued to tell him as she turned and walked back towards the table, handing him the silver wineglass, "But before that, let us drink."
Bill nodded, only to blink a few times before shaking his head, "Weird," he muttered as it cleared up, "I must be tired,"
Imra Jade only smirked, "Well drink with me, and we'll se if we can do something about your tiredness."
Feeling her rub his arm, Bill put the cup to his lips and gulped it down, only to feel something lodge itself in his windpipe before his heart started pumping wildly. Gagging and trying to cough whatever was in his throat up, he looked to Jade for help only to see her smile turn into smirk.
"Foolish little human, my master wants you dead… and so does Ripclaw, Gringotts was kind enough to rent out this whole section and soundproofed it for me, so feel free to make as much noise as you like." She told him while picking up the stake knife from her plate, "I also had the cook put something my Master called a calming drought mixed with sleeping powder into your food, the powder I poured into your cup was powdered leaves of a plant master gave me called Alihotsy, which causes hysteria."
Blue in the face, Bill fell to the floor.
"I'm not too sure of why he told me to use both on you, said that the mix would cause something of a slow but massive heart attack. But what I do understand is that now, I get to carve you up until your heart bursts," She told him before approaching him and raising the knife, "Harry Potter sends his regards,"
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Sitting down below, no one had any clue as to what was going on up in the VIP lounge. The was, until the bare broken and tortured body of William 'Bill' Weasley fell through the table of a portly husband and his family, sending pie, noodles, ice cream, chicken, cake, and stake flying into the air before his wife's piercing scream filled the air followed by the screams of his young daughter and two younger sons.
To be continued…
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Same as before people, tell me of it's brutalness and how much you like it.
