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Chapter 21: Death, Arrest, and Freedom.
"Disciplinary hearing of the twenty-third of November, for Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore into Offences of stealing money from a minor, attempted adoption of Harry James Potter to Arthur and Molly Weasley when Harry James Potter in question is already emancipated. Binding an underage wizard, Harry James Potter of the full capacity of his magic, neglectful mistreatment of Harry James Potter as a Magical Guardian and multiple other charges. Interrogators: Cornelius Oswald Fudge, Minister for Magic; Amelia Susan Bones, Head of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement; Dolores Jane Umbridge, Senior Undersecretary to the Minister. Court Scribe, Percy Ignatius Weasley." Fudge stated grandly, smirking at Dumbledore who was chained up in a seat in the middle of the courtroom.
Dumbledore looked up at Fudge with contempt in his eyes and Fudge only stared back gleefully. "Administer the Veritaserum please," Fudge said, watching Dumbledore try and fight the person giving it to him. "You are Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore, correct?" Fudge asked, getting comfortable for the rest of the trial.
"Yes," Dumbledore said, his eyes cold and glaring up at Fudge. Fudge smiled back.
"Did you knowingly and deliberately steal money from Harry James Potter?" Fudge asked, growing much happier.
"Yes," Dumbledore bit out, feeling every bit older. How dare Fudge do this to him? He was Albus Dumbledore, defeater of Gellert Grindelwald and Cornelius Fudge should be groveling at his feet. The people in the room gasped and shook their head in alarm.
"Did you knowingly and deliberately attempt to run an adoption of Harry James Potter to Arthur Weasley and Molly Weasley knowing full well that said person is already emancipated?" Fudge asked savagely. It was the most fun he'd had in ages. Fudge was literally shaking with repressed glee.
"N―yes," Dumbledore tried to say no but failed, slumping in the chair. The room erupted in chaos, people shouting at Dumbledore and calling him names. Fudge's favorite was 'senile old fool'. Dumbledore looked around the room and glared at each and every one of them, not giving himself brownie points for it. Everyone knew he was guilty.
"Quiet!" Fudge banged his gavel making everyone shut up to his dismay. "Did you knowingly and deliberately restrain Harry James Potter's magic?" This was a juicy question and Fudge was going to milk it for all it was worth.
"Yes," Dumbledore breathed, finally giving up and letting the potion take over him. Fudge vibrated in his chair with excitement.
"Did you knowingly and deliberately neglect Harry James Potter when you were his Magical Guardian?" This was the last question and Fudge wanted to make it last.
"Yes, he needed to be more malleable when he came to Hogwarts, so I left him with his relatives to be beaten down and easily foldable to be the perfect savior." Fudge gasped this time along with some others but oddly the rest of the court were smiling at the answer. Dumbledore looked around the court and smirked, bringing his eyes back on Fudge.
"Ruling!" Fudge shouted in the court, feeling apprehension when a lot of them smiled at Dumbledore. Something was definitely going on and he was going to get to the bottom of it. "All in favor of stripping Dumbledore of all his titles and throwing him into Azkaban for the rest of his life, raise your hand." Fudge was appalled at the court when only about seven people raised their hand. "All in favor of stripping Dumbledore of his titles but allowing him to continue as Headmaster on a trial, raise your hands." It wasn't him that wrote this up. His head snapped to his court scribe, Weatherby and he glared.
That wasn't compared to when almost every hand in the room rose and Fudge was livid, glaring at everyone in the room. He let out an angry sigh and spoke, "Fine! Dumbledore may continue as Headmaster on trial bases and he will be stripped of every other title he possesses." Fudge snapped up out of his seat and left the room in a huff with Dumbledore smiling with a twinkle in his eyes.
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Molly hummed as she started her and her husband's breakfast. All her children were at Hogwarts and she missed them like crazy. She couldn't wait until Dumbledore figured out a way for her sweet Ginny to marry Potter and have kids. Then they would not be in need of any money and Ginny could have anything she dreamed of and her being Ginny's mother, could also have anything she wanted.
She went to the fridge and took out some orange juice, laying it on the table. She then took two glasses and filled them up to the brim. The kettle screamed and she poured it out into two mugs and made some tea. She shivered and decided to go upstairs to get her cardigan.
As she made her way up, she passed the clock, smiling up at her kids' faces on it. She stopped in her tracks and widened her eyes, her mouth agape and she dropped the wand that was in her hand. She screamed, oh did she scream.
Because, as the clock ticked on uncaring to the reality of life, every kid moved in clock-wise except the still spoon of Ginny Weasley and dead was above the monstrosity.
No one screeched as loud as Molly Weasley, not even Walburga Black.
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Harry hid behind a wall as Weasley and Granger and a bunch of other students went into an unused classroom. Harry giggled to himself as he went to the door to listen in. It seemed that Hermione was the leader of the group and Harry was impressed. Hermione never wanted to break rules but that didn't stop her from betraying Harry so why should he care what she does.
"I'm glad you all came here today to learn more about Defence Against the Dark Arts. That Umbridge woman has got to go! Who does she think she is, giving us theory in a class made for physical study! And Potter, he has sided with her!"
"He is going dark!" Someone piped up from the crowd of people.
"Yeah, he is probably licking You-Know-Who's boots right about now!" Another one said. Hermione grinned and Ron nodded alongside her.
"So, Ron and I are going to teach everyone Defence this year to pass and to get revenge on Potter for turning dark," Hermione stated.
Harry shook his head and giggled again. What does she think she can do against me? Harry thought simply, laughing. Harry turned around and started his walk to Umbridge's office but not before locking the door so that they couldn't escape punishment.
Harry knocked on Umbridge's office and the toad opened the door, curiously looking over Harry in question. "I found them." Harry simply stated. Umbridge grinned viciously and Harry cackled in his head. "Allow me to show you." Umbridge nodded eagerly and followed Harry to the unused classroom door. "I locked the door so they couldn't get out, so they probably already know what is going to happen," Harry commented.
"Please unlock the door, Harry dear," Umbridge said in a sickly sweet. Harry was all too happy to oblige. The door swung open and the students that were inside had their eyes widened into saucers. Hermione and Ron were gaping at Harry and then they glared at both him and Umbridge. "Hello there," Umbridge smiled in a toad fashion, "I can assure you that you will not be free to do anything for the rest of the year. Detention for the lot of you and let us see... Mostly Gryffindor so one-hundred points from Gryffindor. Three Hufflepuffs so twenty-five points from Hufflepuff and oh dear, a few Ravenclaws.
"I would have thought Ravenclaws knew the difference in breaking the rules. Twenty-five points from Ravenclaw. The most surprising of this group are a couple Slytherins. You snakes should know not to get involved with a Gryffindor! I am disappointed. Fifteen points from Slytherin." The two Slytherin's had their heads down in shame and Harry shook his head, tutting at the group.
"That's not fair! Defence is supposed to be physical and you are a toad of a woman for not realizing that!" Ron shouted at her impulsively. Harry cackled in his head at that. Oh, this was going to be good. Umbridge's eye twitched and she glared daggers into the red-head that insulted her. Hermione even looked at Ron in despair.
Umbridge's wand snapped out and she pointed it at Ron. "Maybe a more physical approach is necessary," She hissed menacingly. Harry egged the woman on.
"Weasley has been trouble since the year started," Harry whispered in her ear, "Put him in his place."
Umbridge nodded in delight, "Crucio!" Ron slumped to the floor, writhing in pain. Hermione shouted and the group screamed, running out of the room. The two Slytherin's still had their heads down, and finally looked up at what was happening. No emotion passed across their face as Ron was placed under the curse. A minute in and Tom arrived, wondering why students were running around like headless chickens. His eyes widened at the display in the classroom.
An eyebrow rose as Tom looked at Harry standing next to Umbridge. "What did you do?" He whispered into Harry's ear. Harry cackled out loud then. The only people there were Ron, who was still under the curse. Hermione, who didn't know what to do as she looked down at Ron and glared at Umbridge. Umbridge, who took severe delight in the curse and the Slytherin's had run out after Tom had walked in.
"We found misbehaving students and Weasley decided to insult Professor Umbridge, resulting in his punishment." Harry grinned at Tom. Hermione stared at Harry in horror.
"Monsters!" She shouted at Umbridge, Harry and Tom. "Stop!" Tom was taken aback. He was certainly not a monster, and his little minx was not even close. Harry may be slightly insane but that did not, in any sense of the word, make him a monster. Umbridge on the other hand, Tom didn't mind what she was called.
"Silence!" Umbridge ordered, "I will not have some filthy mudblood telling me what I can do!" Come on, Harry thought. Point the curse at the filthy mudblood, It'll really make my day. Umbridge cut the curse off and Ron was unmoving. She pointed her wand at Hermione and she was struck by the Torture Curse as well. Harry cackled in delight again.
Tom shook his head and sighed. Was it weird that Tom thought himself, Lord Voldemort, saner than his lover? Tom focused on what was happening and his eyes lit up with mirth at the ecstatic look on Harry's face. Tom could honestly believe that yes, he was saner. Although the sadistic delight did not, and he meant did not, make Tom aroused at all. Not at all.
"Dear Lord, what in the name of Merlin is happening in here?" A woman's piercing voice rung through the room and since the woman didn't see Harry's face, he automatically changed it to a horrified expression.
Harry turned to look at who it was and widened his eyes in an innocent manner. "Madame's Bones! You have to stop her, she won't listen to me!" Harry cried, pointing at Umbridge. Tom's face didn't show the surprise but inwardly he was proud of his little minx.
"I had just arrived and saw what was happening as well," Tom also put in, "The woman is still using the Torture Curse on a student, an unforgivable no less. What are we to do when she could point it at us any minute?" Madame Bones nodded and her darkened eyes narrowed in on Umbridge.
"Undersecretary Dolores Umbridge, I hereby order you to lower your wand this instant! You are using an illegal unforgivable spell and will be put on a pending trial as of this afternoon!" Madame Bones pointed her wand at Umbridge and finally, the woman seemed to get some awareness into her eyes and lowered her wand, turning in the direction of the people at the door.
Harry could see Minister Fudge, Percy Weasley and when his eyes met Dumbledore's, he blocked his mind to the intrusion that was shot at him. He wasn't that surprised by his appearance. After all, he was the one to let Dumbledore go free. Albeit, his titles suffered.
"Professor..." Harry called, walking into Severus' quarters without a care in the world. He sat down into one of the chairs and his eyes met Severus'.
"What do you want? The only time you call me Professor is when you want something." Severus stated, his black eyes staring into green eyes. "And could you lack any more manners? knock before entering." He demanded, his lips pursing.
"You know how I said that everything would work out? with Dumbledore's trial? Well, I may have underestimated Fudge's disgust for anything Dumbledore and he may be shipped off to Azkaban before you can say, snitch," Harry said, his left fang biting into his lip and knawing at it.
Severus seemed amused by this and his lips twitched into a small smirk. "You need my help." He couldn't help but state bluntly. Harry nodded reluctantly and licked his lips of the blood from his cut.
"I need him to become Headmaster again. He needs to be here when Tom and I finally take over because it won't be as satisfying with him in Azkaban locked away from everything. He needs to know that he failed and that he never was the great wizard he always claimed himself to be." Harry said, once again viciously ripping at his lips.
"Is that necessary?" Severus asked, gesturing to Harry's lips. Harry pouted and licked his lips again.
"Of course it is... I'm hungry." Harry said, "And anyway, I want at least more than half the court to be on Dumbledore's side so that he will win. That way then, Dumbledore will surely think that it was, of course, you and it will make Dumbledore trust you all the more." He nodded to himself at his plan and Severus shook his head in exasperation.
"And how do you expect me to do anything to that many ministry workers? I can get the potions but it will not work if I can't get to the ones that you want."
Harry grinned darkly, "That is where Gred and Forge come in." He commented, "They developed a neat little toy where they can send shock waves to every single person that they want, as in multiple people. They can tweak it and make it contain the potion. All you have to do is let the toy go into the courtroom and it'll do the job for you." Harry's grinned turned savage.
Severus shivered at the look but his smirk broadened. "Ah, the Weasley twins... What would you do without them?" He asked jokingly. Yes, Severus Snape was joking, was that so hard to believe?
"Right!?" Harry shouted, laughing in his chair.
Harry pushed away from the memory and watched as Madame Bones immediately used Exspelliarmus to knock Umbridge's wand out of her hand and wasted no time in using the Incarcerous to restrain her. Umbridge screamed and fought against the ropes but it was no use and she glared heartedly at Madame Bones and then her narrowed eyes went to Harry.
She didn't say a word anymore but her toad-like eyes held a mighty fury that rose up and tried to burn everything in its' path. Percy, who realized Ron was on the floor and tortured by Umbridge, Immediately went to his aid. Ron was passed out with sweat running down his forehead. Percy looked over at the girl, Hermione he thought her name was, and she wasn't any better.
"Call St. Mungo's!" Percy shouted, his always cold and distant eyes panicking. Harry subtly looked at Tom and Tom stared in his eyes. There was more. Harry could hear foot-steps hurriedly approaching. He knew who they were and the day was just getting started.
"Dumbledore!" Molly screeched, her eyes filled with big giant water droplets which hit the floor quite repetitively. "Our little girl!" She screamed and Arthur brought her into a hug, glaring at the old man.
"How dare you let this happen! Our little girl is dead and it's all your fault!" Arthur shouted gruffly, his usual bright and happy demeanor, livid. His eye was twitching and he looked a bit deranged as he squeezed tightly to his wife.
"What?" Dumbledore managed to get out. "It couldn't possibly be my fault, Arthur." His eyes not twinkling anymore.
"Is that all you care about, Albus Dumbledore! Who's at fault?" Madame Bones shouted at him, "Regardless," She turned to face Arthur and Molly, "Dumbledore was at the Ministry for a while so the blame all goes to Umbridge." Madame Bones said, her gaze once again landing on the toad. "How on earth do you know your child has died?"
Molly was shaking and Arthur was trying to calm her down, "The clock..." She cried, "Her spoon isn't moving and... It's... It's..." She dropped to the floor and Arthur was taken along with her, "It says dead!" She shouted miserably.
Fudge came back with a two Mediwitches and Mediwizard and they went immediately to the victims of the torture curse. "I'm sorry, Mr. and Mrs. Weasley... It seems your boy, one Ron Weasley has also been attacked by none other than Delores Umbridge." Fudge said, dabbing his forehead with a handkerchief to get rid of the sweat that had built.
"What!" She screeched once again as she tried to haul herself off the floor and make her way over to her beloved son. They, Ron and Hermione, were laid out on stretchers and Molly cried over her son. "Someone find my daughter!" She cried, grabbing on to her son, sobbing heavily.
"We have to go Ma'am... We have to treat them as soon a possible or they could be stuck in a coma." One of the Mediwitch's said. Molly nodded but leveled a glare onto Umbridge before leaving along with them. A few Aurors showed up to take Umbridge to a cell in the Ministry and Minister Fudge, Madame Bones, Dumbledore, Tom, and Harry were the only ones left. Percy had also left with his family, along with Arthur.
"Now, what do you have to do with everything?" Madame Bones leveled her eyes on Harry. Harry shifted and put his head down.
"Umbridge made a group called the Inquisitorial squad and it let the people in it to take points and give detentions. I was appointed the leader of the group by Umbridge and the group was meant to keep people in line, like prefects. I found out a group of students planning to study Defence Against the Dark Arts behind Umbridge's back. Umbridge appointed a rule that no one was to create any groups unless she personally allowed it. So when I found out, I went to Umbridge about it. She followed me to this room and everyone scattered, running out. The only ones left were Weasley and Granger. I had no idea that she would do something like that,
"Weasley insulted her by calling her a toad and she got so angry that she used the unforgivable curse. When Granger told her to stop, she called her a mudblood and then started to curse her as well. Professor Tred had come in a little bit before you showed up." Harry finished, staring at Madame Bones.
She nodded and gestured for him to leave. "You should go then, you may be excused for the rest of your classes for the day." Madame Bones said, and then her eyes went to Tom. "You may also go back to your quarters and cancel your classes for the day." Harry and Tom nodded and they both left with Dumbledore eying their backs suspiciously.
"Do you have any idea how fun that was just now," Harry whispered, grinning at Tom. Tom knew just how fun that was for the minx. He sent Harry an amused smirk and looked around before wrapping his arm around Harry's waist. He kissed Harry's forehead and brought Harry's head at the crook of his neck.
"My little minx," Tom said fondly, arriving at his quarters and entering with Harry in his arms. Tom sat down with Harry in his lap and Harry leaned into him.
"We have to have a meeting tonight," Harry said out of the blue and Tom looked down at him with an exasperated look. Harry pouted, "It has to be everyone. Neville, Luna, Fred, George, Draco, Theo and Blaise. I'll also have Sirius and Remus on the mirror. This is the meeting of all the meetings you know, so you have to be there."
Tom reluctantly nodded. "So... do you think they found her body yet...?" Tom asked, nonchalantly. Harry only laughed.