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Chapter 26
The Trial of the Damned – Part 01

Percy's POV

Harry's plan to reveal Dumbledore's death to the world is both brilliant and devious – because of how amazingly simple it is. It just involves myself, Sirius, James, dad – and my old ex-sister and ex-mother. And the best part isn't just to reveal that Sirius and James are still alive, the best part is getting the latter two to confess.
This had been suggested by Harry just last night, after a full two days of celebrating over the end of the madman, the start of a new era for the Dark Side and the new engagement of Roxas and Axel. I know the others had wanted to celebrate longer, but Sirius had been right that we would get more trouble by postponing this news report.
Therefore, Voldemort had summoned all of us, even Lea and anyone who he believed he could trust from the other worlds, to his chambers where we had discussed methods that could make sure everyone would believe us regarding the old man, his death and the benefits his ends meant for the future of the Magical World.
In the end Harry had saved us a whole lot of trouble, while it was obvious that the youngster had been growing restless with how complicated and over-rationalized our plans were becoming and he had almost shouted: "Why not kill two birds with one rock?" Shocking everyone before he explained to us his actual genius plan.

All of us had felt pretty stupid that it had – again – been Harry who had come up with such a simple and ingenious plan and while dad had – at first – been a little reluctant to have me involved, had Riku assured him that – with help of Zexion, who was a Master of Illusions – they would have one of theirs protecting me.
And those words came true as even now, while I am sitting in my Scribbler's Post at the latest meeting of the Wizengamot, I can sense the magical presence of someone mysterious and powerful beside me, the lingering touch of his magic seeping and waving over me before it disappears again like an ever changing current of the winds.
Zexion himself had offered to remain undercover in order to protect me and Xaldin, who was apparently a master of Wind Magic, had agreed to cooperate and to use his own abilities to strengthen Zexion's Invisibility spells by making it so that anyone who would look at my side, would only see a strange gust of wind.

The strange part being that we are in a highly sealed room, yet so far anyone who has looked either at me or past me or who had even noticed this has yet to comment on it and taking another look around, do I see why as it seems as if there are several more areas around the Seats of the High Lords where this is actually happening.
Realizing that the other members of this plan are with me, do I take a quick head count to see who could be here and when I count four, do I smile as it just has to be my dad, Sirius, James and Harry, James and Sirius because they're supposed to be dead, Harry because he's sixteen and dad because he's not even supposed to be here.
This makes me look back at the centre of the room while restraining myself strongly on the urge to smirk widely as I just can't help but wonder what will shock and confuse the Wizengamot members around me more, a High Lord that was banished from Court or two other Lords who are supposed to be six foot under.
Then I see movement across from me and see Lucius sending me a demanding glare, the look in his eyes telling me to keep it together and I nod, understanding that this entire plan is based on perfect acting and timing. I then school my face like I have had to do several times this year and realize a second later that I am just in time.

Just in time because right then and there does Dolorus Umbridge, the woman who has made the last two years of my life a living hell, walk in, her gaze instantly finding me and telling me with a cold-hearted glare to keep up with her orders and while I fake to lower my head in shame, do I silently think: "Not anymore, you fiend."
And under my shamed outlooks, do I spare a quick single glance at the woman and when I see her looking away with a smug smirk, do I allow for one of my own to quickly flash across my face before I pull my head back up and take the pose and stand that Fudge has been expecting of me since I took the job he offered me.
The man, while flustered as he has been losing face since Voldemort was announced back and alive, stands up strongly and looks around, his eyes flittering over Dumbledore's empty seat in worry and I know that the man might either already know of the madman's death or that he has gone back to rely on the old coot for everything.

Hoping it to be the former, do I erase this thought from my mind as I hear the man gather the attention of those around him as he coughs and says: "Wizengamot Meeting of Saturday the 13th of July 1996 is now in session. Beyond our actual agenda, set together by all Members present, are there any points we need to discuss beforehand?"
And just like we planned it do I stand up and say: "Minister, I would like to present to court two traitors that I found have been in our very midst this entire time and that have led several important members of our society astray, all because of personal greed and selfishness. I wish to have them see justice at last."
And while these words make Umbridge send me a heated glare that tells me to know my place, do I sense Zexion leaving my side for the front door of the room, where Molly and Ginerva are waiting under the same glamour, all the while under the hissing and muttering of many confused and shocked members of the Wizengamot.
Fudge himself is looking even more flustered than before, but seems to see an advantage to himself in this new development and says: "Very well, it won't do to have traitors amongst our kind at the start of a new war. Best set an example before we lose anymore valued members of our society, yes, yes indeed. Bring them forth."

I nod at the man and stand up, Umbridge glaring at me while I can almost sense the fear that she must be feeling, and look around the gathered crowd as I say: "Let it be known that, while I had been aware of this betrayal for quite some years now, I had also been under the influence of these traitors and unable to come clean.
I was put under spellwork that – supposedly – could not be broken, yet it had been thanks to an outside force I had not expected would come to either my rescue or that of my family. Yes, Ladies and Gentlemen of the Wizengamot, I am dearly sad to say that the traitors of our world – are members of my own House."
This makes many eyes around me widen, while the glare of Umbridge turns deadly, making quite a few people turns to her in wonder and shock and I say: "My dear Members of the Ministry, I would like to present to you, my cohort and one of the saviors of my family. Zexion, also known as the Cloaked Schemer."

And with that the man shows himself, the spellwork meant to hide his form disappearing and the man bowing to us all before he grabs two invisible pieces of material – which I know are the necklines of the prison robes of my ex-mother and ex-sister – and marches forward to where two accusation chairs appear in the middle of the room.
This action makes many eyes widen and makes those at the first few rows lean forward in their need to have a better look at what the man could be holding and while others look at the chairs that have appeared, does Zexion waste neither time nor effort to dump his little packages in both chairs before undoing the spellwork.
Upon this do the two women that have ruined my life and those of many others appear and seeing them makes many of those around me exclaim in shock and disgust, while others – like Fudge – can see Umbridge whiten and send me a worried, scared look, making those that saw her do so send her a suspicious look themselves.

Zexion then takes the word as we had planned and says: "Minister, permission to list the faults and crimes of these vile creatures?" And while Fudge keeps glancing from the two glaring women to the white woman beside him, does he nod nonetheless, ignoring how Umbridge tries to sputter and convince him otherwise.
The Cloaked Schemer nods back, a grateful smile flowing over his face ever so quickly before it vanishes just a fast and he says: "I have studied the acts and deeds of these two people and while some of them may seem to the eye of an outsider to be in the benefit of their family, was I able to see further than just direct consequences.
Both these two ladies have Darkness in their hearts, a darkness of greed and a darkness of selfishness. They have mastered the acts that they show to you all, yet with them they have even deceived those that believed they were loved by these fiends. Only three others were aware of the evil deeds of these two before you.
One of them was Albus Dumbledore." The man then ends and this instantly causes an uproar, some members shouting: "I knew that man was trouble!" While others shouting: "What is this nonsense? More of Fudge's lies?" And while I can't deny the second man for his claims, do I stand up and ask: "Who were the other two?"

And while Umbridge turns pale, this time catching the attention of both Fudge and Madam Bones, does Zexion answer: "The late Lord and Lady Charlus and Dorea Potter, who's deaths – were the fault of this here woman." And he motions for a furiously glaring Molly Weasley, who I personally feel has no rights to feel such anger.
However the first person to react to Zexion's latest comment is Madam Bones and asks: "Mr. Zexion, what exactly are you referring to when you say Molly Weasley has a hand in the deaths of Charlus and Dorea? As far as our sources are aware they both died of Dragon Pox." The man nods at the fair and strict woman and says:
"That is indeed true, milady, however, I have found out that this woman is the cause for Lady Dorea and Lord Charlus to fall sick in the first place. I had some helpers who allowed me to catch the two women and had them questioned by other people, these people also helpers of mine and also out for justice and the truth."

This seems to please Amelia and then the one thing happens that I know all those that are part of the plan – bar Molly and Ginny – are waiting for as one of the Lords at the front row says: "Lord Zexion, you say you had helpers. Are they under the same disguise we saw you hiding under near the presence of our Court Scribbler?"
Zexion nods and answers: "Lord Arthur fears for the life and safety of his children after he discovered these truths himself and asked me to provide him and our partners the sufficient forms of magic to hide ourselves so that, were Molly or Ginerva to try anything, we would be able to ambush them and protect one of their possible targets."
The man looks a little disgruntled at the idea of Percy being a target for these women and then I smirk and say: "Of course, the other reason that these partners of our are under disguise is because – when first became partners with them – I found myself highly shocked that they were still amongst us despite what I had been told."
This makes many of those around me look at me shocked and I smile widely as I say: "Yes, Ladies and Gentlemen of the court, the dead are still among us, for while Charlus and Dorea died, knowing of the evil intentions of Molly Anne here, was it James and Lily Potter who knew of Dumbledore's connection to these intentions.
They discovered this all just after Heir Harry's first birthday and decided a change of plans was necessary, thus making them change Secret Keepers, among others." I then end my little explanation there, making many wide eyes be shared between the crowd and then one person asks the question I had been waiting for:

"Among others? What else did they do?" And I nod at Zexion, who nods back and snaps his fingers, allowing for the other magical hiding spells to fall, thus making Harry, dad, Sirius and Mr. Potter all appear in their various seats, Harry on James' left and Sirius on the Black seat being only a few seats away from James' head seat.
All eyes around me widen and while everyone has their attention on the newly revealed members of court, do I see Lucius Malfoy take action, giving Molly back her voice and putting just the smallest of truth and compulsion spells together on the woman, a combination – I know – intended to make the first spell even stronger.
And just as we planned, does Molly Anne only take notice of the Silencing spell having been taken off as she starts to shout: "YOU FILTHY MURDERERS! You killed him! You killed Albus! You ruined us! Us all! You ruined all of the plans we have been working on since I got Arthur for myself! I'll get you back for this! I swear it!"

This makes me smile and while many eyes widen at the words of Dumbledore's death, do I feign ignorance and ask: "Dearest mother, whatever do you mean about plans to get my beloved father for yourself?" And while the woman glares at me, obviously not impressed with my low level acting, does she still spat as she says:
"You know darn well what I mean, you filthy traitor! That Broken Vow should have killed you! No, better, I should have shown you what I really wanted to do with all those bastard children of Arthur! They were never anything but a hinder to me! Only you and Ginny were kids I was proud of. Kids I was proud to bring into the world."
This causes for the mutters around the hall to grow in number and volume as more and more members seem to get shocked by what they hear and Madam Bones asks: "And what exactly is the difference between these two and your other children, Molly Anne?" And while it seems as if she's finally caught up with our little trap, do I say:

"I'm not Arthur Weasley's true blood son. Or at least, I wasn't until recently. I was a true bastard child, born of a bond that wasn't marriage or a soul bond. I and my disgusting sister – are offspring of the late Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore and the cheating, Potion Mistress known as Molly Anne Weasley née Prewett."

Everyone looks at me shocked and I say: "And I've known it for years. Father was kind of enough to let me know when the twins first set their foots upon Hogwarts Grounds – after he put me under Unbreakable Vow to make certain I would never reveal this or the lives of my half-brothers would be forfeit, that is."
"Then how is it you speak of it so easily?" One of the wizards in a Higher row asks and Zexion answers: "One of my closer friends was – upon arrival here – lucky enough to arrive just when Percival confessed the first time and was able to save him using magic that is – shall we say – not of this world?"
The man then ends with a hint of amusement and mystery added to his tone and while I can see the smirks growing on the faces of those already in on the plan – James, Harry, Sirius, dad and Lucius – do others share confused and befuddled looks and do they start to whisper amongst themselves before Zexion takes action.

He takes a stance that makes everyone turn their eyes on him and then opens his hand, causing for swirling masses of energy to grow in his palm and in a small flash of light does a large book, almost a tome, appear in his hand, the pages moving off their own accord while Zexion keeps in the same pose as before.
Everyone looks at this act of magic in shock and Zexion says: "What you see here before you is what – to our people – is known as Heart Magic. My book is the weapon that was sprung from the magic inside my heart and it allows me full control over the Abilities of Illusion. Therefore, did I name my Heart's Weapon, my Lexicon."
"You – you can – create – illusions?" One of the wizards on the first row asks and Zexion nods as he says: "Observe." And while the Lexicon again flips through its pages off its own accord, do they stop when Zexion lies his hand above the tome and with a single wave of his hand from the book to the crowd, does he cause a flood.

A flood of water that springs out of the book with massive strength and with powerful gushes of water, like a fountain hit by a destructive spell and while those at the first rows of the audience scream and try to flee from the water, do I recognize my cue to come back into the plan and throw one of my rolls of parchment into the stream.
Everyone looks at the roll as it falls in and out of the gushing stream of water, which has now started to flood the floor below us up to Zexion's ankles and after I allow it to lie on the ground for a minute, do I summon it, unrolling it and showing everyone around how the paper is as dry as before, when it was still on my desk.

Everyone looks at the dry roll in shock and then Zexion closes his Lexicon and makes it vanish again, the water vanishing just as quick as if it were never there. "Illusions, as you see." The man then says and many around me nod, their eyes wide while those that had tried to flee now return to their seats, looking red in the face.
Zexion then turns to my ex-mother and sister and says: "However, it would seem I am not the only master of Illusions as these two have armored themselves with a reputation that does not in the slightest befall them and that they have taken advantage of at every turn, especially in connection with our own hero and his family."
These words make everyone turn to Harry and James, who both nod, neither having moved a muscle since they were revealed and having only kept themselves seated, glared at the two accused and nodded in agreement with myself and Zexion whenever we spoke, before James stands up and brushes dust off his robes.
Everyone looks at the man in wonder, some of them obviously still having trouble believing that it is him, but I already know that there is no dust on the man's robe as his hand movement makes the Potter Signature Ring shine brightly upon his left hand, making everyone gaze at it, before he looks up and firmly says:

"I, James Christian Potter, Head of the Most Noble and Most Ancient House of Potter, hereby accuse Molly Anne Weasley Née Prewett of Murder, Drugging of a Family Heir, theft of a Family Line, attempt at Magical and Physical Harm of the Potter Heir and the Attempt of Disruption and later Destruction of the Potter Curse."
This makes everyone look at the woman in pure shock and when James says: "I also hereby accuse Ginerva Molly Dumbledore of Illegal Brewing of Amortentia and Jealousy Potions, knowing attempts at Core Disruption, Line Theft and of Known Accomplishment in the Attempt and later Destruction of the Potter Curse."
And while many look from the Head of Potter House to my ex-mother and back and then at my ex-sister and back, is Harry the next to stand up, his new looks shocking many, but his voice holding a power to them that no one can deny as he says: "I, Harry James Potter, support the Accusations of my Father and Family Lord of House."
And with that do Molly and Ginny whiten, both of them knowing what will happen if the Lord and Heir of Most Noble and Most Ancient Family bond together over the accusations against another Ancient Line and with that do I finally allow myself to smirk widely, knowing that all the problems and terror will be over soon enough.

Damn, this story just won't end!
I really thought this chapter would be easier to write and that getting the trial done would be a walk in the park, but when you take into account that it's the dark side that helped along in the attempt to get these two arrested, does that complicate matters, no matter how easily I made this all sound at the start of the chapter.
Okay, so next chapter the real trial will start as this was really just an introduction of the Radiant Garden members to the English Ministry and the Wizengamot, not to mention the revelation of James and Sirius being alive and well. I'm not entirely sure how the trial will go, but I do know what will happen after.
Also, I'm sure some of you have noticed it, but I have posted a few new stories and only posted the first chapter of them. This is because I want to try and put my focus on what you readers want, so I created a little Poll that has the titles of my new stories be the choices. Could you all go to that poll and vote, if you please?
Thanks in advance,

Venquine1990