[a/n]Wyrmraker offered this bunny "…H,R,Hr called before the ICW for breaking the Statute of Secrecy…" A postwar moment. Look out for assorted guest stars.

Harry Does Different CDXXIV

The Ministry is Always Right

The Weasleys, Hermione and Harry were at last alone after Fred's funeral. Little had been said over the past hour. Grimmauld Place, despite being cleaned, was drearier than ever. Hermione didn't speak to anyone specifically "I think it time. Tomorrow is Colin's service, after that, I should go. I miss my parents so much."

"I agree dear." Said Mrs. Weasley "Whether obliviating them was a good idea or not, we cannot second guess. Bring them home where they belong."

That was when Kreacher entered the living room with a look of alarm "Lord Potter, sir! All the wards have collapsed!"

"Hands where we can see them!" a sexless voice commanded as four intruders appeared "Don't even think of touching a wand! Confederation Archons! Hermione Granger Harry Potter Ronald Weasley you are all under arrest!"

As if hit by a Petrificus the named teens were silenced and immobilized. Mr. Weasley protested "I am with the Ministry, a director and my son's fune- -"

"That's none of our concern." The voice boomed from under a faceless hood "These three are wanted for the most grevious violation of the Statutes of Secrecy in decades."

Percy had been reconciled with his family, but that hadn't led to a personality change "You have no rights in England! And certainly not without informing my department!"

"ICW law trumps mere local regulation." Came the pronouncement, even as a glow silenced the objection. Percy fell like a tree. The intruders rapidly gathered their prisoners. It wasn't even clear to the Weasley bystanders which one spoke "Prepare for translation to Jerusalem."

The stunned, whether figuratively or literally, Weasleys were left to gape at each other and the empty spaces. All they knew was three of their members were now a continent away.

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"Introducing Her Moste Excellency, successor to the mantle of Merlin, Supreme Mugwump Katie Leung." The ICW cryer announced in Hebrew. The ancient Holy City, along with Mexico City, was co-capital of the magical world.

The magical world's new chief executive came from Hong Kong. The International Confederation of Wizards had served as a model for the Muggle United Nations, and the earlier defunct League of Nations. A difference was the magical body had the legal authority to enforce its edicts. Though in office less than a year, the middle-age witch was both competent and confident "I call this session to order. For what purpose does the prosecutor seek recognition?"

"Supreme Mugwump, Richard Harris, Prosecutor for Magical Secrets, major crimes division. I summon the accused!" this, an elderly wizard. It was customary to begin the session and one's address in Hebrew, then a person was free to revert to their native language.

The three teenagers were escorted by an even ten, in a full ring, of highly intimidating purple-robed Archons.

"I object Supreme Mugwump! Apologies, Madam, John Hurt for the defense." He was entirely fluent in Hebrew and would speak the language throughout the trial. Harry found the wizard comforting, but Hermione thought him creepy "My clients are little more than children! This-this strike force is entirely prejudicial!"

Harris jumped in "This immediately comes to the heart of my case. They rode a dragon out of the center of London. Whitehall, the center of the British Government. From the Leaky Cauldron to Scotland Yard is less than a mile, Buckingham Palace is there, #10 Downing Street is within walking distance. Characterizing these three as children belies the danger in their actions."

"The fuck you lot do when your Supreme Mugwump got murdered?" cursed Ron. He was suddenly twisting in the clutches of three of their guards "Nota-bloody-thing!"

The Supreme Mugwump sneered down at the defense table "Control your clients Mr. Hurt!"

"My boyfriend's vulgarity notwithstanding!" Hermione shouted, not to the Mugwump but to the world leaders "And YOU did nothing about Dementors raining despair down on Bristol, muggle villages being wiped out by giants hidden by magical fog!"

Harry picked up "Or Voldemort himself destroying the Millenium footpath bridge, that was on the cover of the Daily Prophet. Dark clouds out of nowhere in the middle of a sunny Tuesday. Never mind the Prophet, Voldemort's snakehead mark was on the cover of the Times. How many died?"

"Just Muggles" the prosecutor waved dismissively "And my department is investigating your Ministry, including your Minister …ahhh… Shacklebolt for his negligence. Your action was no mere omission. You used an Unforgivable on another Magical, damaging our relations with the Goblins. And this … did you not learn after the Flying Car incident?"

Hurt had never had a chance to sit down "Mugwump! Prior bad acts are not admissible!"

"And besides we were only kids and already punished for that." Added Ron.

Their defender added "Double jeopardy!"

"This is a load of hippogriff shit!" Harry's voice overrode everyone "You lot got a lot of nerve second guessing us! This whole past year! How many secrecy violations were there? Dozens? Hundreds!? Way I look at it me and my friends did your job! Voldemort ordered the murder of YOUR Supreme Mugwump! Where were you? What did you do about it?!"

The Supreme Mugwump sneered down at him "It is not for you to judge our actions, boy."

"What actions?" demanded Hermione "And don't touch me, Hurt!" She knew he meant well, but felt completely railroaded "Tell me one thing you did while we fought and died!?"

Prosecutor Harris was hostile "This body, young woman, does not interfere in the internal affairs of its members. That is part of the Magi Carta. You would do well to acquaint yourself with that document. Alternately, be silent and let your advocate do his job."

"And Mr. Harris that is outside your purview." The mugwump chastised him in turn "Nevertheless we need not account to lawb… I beg your pardon… alleged lawbreakers for our conduct."

From the observers' balcony came a shout "You mean they did your job!"

"You are here on sufferance Muggle." Leung warned Hermione's father.

It was, however, a point Harry got "Dr. Granger's statement is valid, Supreme Mugwump. And fact is, we had a deal with the goblin Griphook. But you had a bunch of Death Eater violations you didn't bother with. The Millennium Bridge was just one. How many did you try for that? That giant attack on York? Nothing. The Dementors in Leeds, but then again who did you arrest for the attack on me in Little Whining?"

"The issues my clients mention at least merit investigation Madam." Hurt pressed the advantage.

A recess was called, and after an hour when court resumed the mugwump spoke as if she'd swallowed some skele-grow "It is the decision of the International Confederation of Wizards to retroactively grant Archon status to Hermione Granger, Harry Potter and Ronald Weasley. This will include salary and benefits for a period to be determined. There is no further business. We are adjourned."

While in the courtroom, the teens only smiled at their victory.