Chapter 13: Prologue of Chaos
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Amelia accompanied Harry Potter and her niece Susan Bones to Courtroom 10 of the Wizengamot.
The moment all three entered through the main door, the eyes of all the other occupants of the court seemed to fix on them.
There were at least a hundred witches and wizards, including the Heads of the Noble Houses of the Wizarding Britain, Heads of the various Departments of the British Ministry of Magic, news reporters and journalists, and other media personalities. All were speculating among themselves the same thing: why all of a sudden, a State of Emergency was declared by none other than Albus Dumbledore.
At first, none of them seemed to notice them, but one by one each of their attention was drawn to the teenager who was feeling very much out of place. Confusion was etched on the faces of the Wizengamot Lords because two children were attending an emergency meeting.
Both felt a bit unnerved at being the target of all the attention, but taking a page from Arthur Pendragon the Seventh's book, both kept a stoic face of indifference.
Harry looked around himself.
Courtroom 10, although being a dark circular room in general, was well lit. The seating arrangement was that of a stadium-style auditorium, with a single high bench in front of him, where there were seats for the four most important Ministry officials were supposed to seat. The Chief Warlock of the Wizengamot, The Minister of Magic, The Senior Undersecretary to the Minister, and the Head of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement. Out of the four, only two seats, that of the Minister and his Undersecretary was occupied.
Courtroom 10 was divided into three parts.
One part of the Courtroom was occupied by the different Lords, Ladies, Regents, and Proxies of the various British Wizarding Noble Families. And that part, by an imaginary boundary line, was further sub-divided into three parts. On the extreme right side sat the members of the Light or Progressive Faction. In the extreme, Left sat the members of Dark or Conservative Faction, while in the middle sat the Grey or the Neutral Faction.
In the opposite part sat the Departmental Heads. Heads of various Departments and Sub-Departments sat there.
The last part of the Courtroom was the Visitor's Gallery. There, sat representatives of various wizarding daily newspaper publishing houses, like the Daily Prophet, Witch Weekly, Quibbler, and some other minor publishing media outlets. The Wizarding Wireless Network (WNN) was making a live telecast of the Emergency meeting that was about to commence.
Harry saw Lucius Malfoy in the Lords Section of the Wizengamot bearing an expression of confusion which many of his fellow Lords and Ladies shared. Seeing his pale face and blonde hair, Harry was reminded of the incident in the morning where their favourite blonde ponce of a Slytherin, Draco (Dracey Poo!) Malfoy peed in his pants!
Remembering it, he gave a soft chuckle which caught Susan's attention. With a questioning look, Susan asked his friend, "What's the matter, Harry?"
Harry simply snickered and said, "Oh nothing Sue! Just seeing Lucious Malfoy's face reminded of our dear Dracey Poo's incident in the morning…"
Susan also snickered along with her friend. Amelia hearing their conversation, showed no outward expression but internally she smiled. Oh! She could wait to see the havoc that was about to hit those corrupted politicians!
Seeing, Amelia Bones, Cornelius Fudge sighed in relief, "Thank goodness Madam Bones, you are here..." but trailed off seeing the two kids she was accompanying. Harry Potter and Susan Bones. He coughed a bit and said, "Ah-hem! Amelia, may I know why you brought Mr. Potter and Miss Bones here?"
Amelia with her sharp eyes scrutinized the Minister for a few seconds before replying, "Both Mr. Potter and my niece, Susan is required in today's meeting, Minister."
Minister was astounded for a few seconds and could not find any reply. He could not understand why two children were required in the Emergency Session of the Wizengamot. And even more, he was feeling a bit apprehensive about being near Harry Potter. He had read the recent articles that have been published about him. How he probably used Dark Arts to enter himself in the Triwizard Tournament to earn more fame. Fudge wanted to be cautious because Harry Potter could later prove to be his political rival in the near future. He will have to do something regarding that.
The Courtroom grew silent hearing that. All prying eyes looking anticipatingly at the Minister's reply and were also as confused as the Minister: why two students were required in a Wizengamot meeting (albeit, an Emergency one).
Before the Minister could voice his opinion, his trusted lackey, his Senior Undersecretary, Dolores Jane Umbridge piped up in a sickly-sweet tone, "Now Amelia… "
Harry absolutely cringed at her tone. The moment he laid his eyes on her, entering the Courtroom, he felt utter disgust and wanted to vomit then and there. Seeing her in that fluffy pink cardigan, Harry internally screamed, 'She is a pink toad!' But he controlled his urges. Susan also had a similar feeling.
Umbridge continued, "…don't forget that you are speaking to the Minister. And he is right. We have the right to know why do two Hogwarts students are required to be here today in the Emergency Session…"
Before Amelia could give the pink toad a scathing reply, a loud voice replied, "Harry Potter and Susan Bones are required in today's Wizengamot meeting because they have an important part to play…"
Everyone turned their vision to look in the direction the voice came.
From the entrance of Courtroom 10, entered two male figures whom Harry and Susan immediately recognized.
The man who gave the reply looked to be in his early thirties and had silver-blonde hair and a Thunderbird Crest. He was none other than Lord Styller Emrys, Head of the Royal and Imperial House of Emrys.
Accompanying him was none other than Lord Morrighan Le Fay.
All of the Wizengamot members looked at the pair with unveiled interest and confusion etched on their faces. The pair looked like Lords of Noble Houses but none of the Wizengamot Lords and Ladies could identify them or recognize their Family Crests. All of them thinking along the same lines, just who were they?
Anger crept into the Senior Undersecretary's head. She screamed, "That is not a proper reason! We deserve to know why are they here? And besides, who are you two?"
Both moved forward but Morrighan abruptly stopped his pace. With wide eyes, he looked at Dolores Umbridge from top to bottom. Then he exclaimed and voiced the opinion of many, "Styller you were indeed correct! Never in my life, would have I been able to imagine, much less see, a living and breathing pink toad! I knew that the dressing style of the British Magicals was awful, but I could not imagine this awful!"
Pin drop silence was echoing throughout Courtroom 10. None dared to utter a single word. Person, about whom the comment was made, constantly parted and closed her mouth in astonishment.
Then as if on the count of three: 1, 2, 3….
With the commencement of an invisible signal, the entire courtroom burst into laughter.
The Wizengamot Lords and Ladies, all the three factions, were rolling in their seats, laughing their asses off.
The Departmental Heads, including Amelia Bones, were laughing to their heart's content. Seemingly satisfied that someone had the guts to criticize the dressing style of the pink toad of the Ministry of Magic. Most surprisingly, even Fudge seemed to enjoy himself to the dismay of his colleague
The Visitor's Gallery was also laughing merrily.
Harry and Susan were holding their stomachs in order to control them themselves but were failing miserably.
Styller Emrys simply gave a weary smile and massaged his forehead, proving his experience in dealing with his fellow prankster Lord.
All this time, Morrighan maintained a look of innocence and extreme confusion as if not understanding what was going on.
Amidst all these, the only person who was raging and fuming was the person who was subjected to all the laughter.
Her screaming broke the wheel of laughter and brought everyone back to reality.
"HOW DARE YOU?! I AM THE SENIOR UNDERSECRETARY TO THE MINISTRY OF MAGIC! I WILL HAVE YOUR HEAD YOUR HEAD FOR THIS! AURORS ARREST THEM!" She said pointing at both Styller and Morrighan.
About twenty Aurors were in charge of guarding Courtroom 10. Five of them made an attempt to move and apprehend them but Madam Bones stopped them.
"Stand down Dawlish, Proudfoot, and other junior orders! You take orders from me, not the Senior Undersecretary. Stop immediately or you will lose your jobs by the end of the day!"
Umbridge whirled to look at Amelia with barely restrained fury.
She started, "Look, Amelia- "
But was cut off by another female voice, "Styller. Morrighan. Why so much noise was coming out of the courtroom?"
The voice was of Lady Sarah Emrys who just then entered the venue along with Leon and Ariel Gryffindors. Following them behind were lady Elizabeth Ravenclaw, Lord Helion, and Lady Fiona Hufflepuffs. Tailing them behind was Lord Salestine Slytherin.
They entered and each gave Harry and Susan a nod of acknowledgment which both of them easily returned. This greatly confused other member of the Wizengamot as all of them very much sure watching their elegance and dressing style were from upstanding Noble Families but could not identify them.
"Nothing Sarah, absolutely nothing!" Morrighan Le Fay said hurriedly shaking her head.
She said in an exasperated tone, "I may have married Styller for about four years now, but I will never ever forget how my brother always used to cause unnecessary havoc, wherever he used to go. So, brother Morrighan, don't dare to lie to me at least!" She snapped the last part.
Beads of sweat rolled Lady Sarah Emrys nee Le Fay's beloved brother, Lord Morrighan Le Fay's forehead.
But he was saved from giving any reply by the next words of Minister Fudge. He sputtered, "W-who a-are y-you all?"
Salestine and Leo shared an evil grin between themselves and then Lord Slytherin replied, "Everything will ansswered in the correct time Minisster…" The slight hissing of Salestine at the end of the speech greatly unnerved many of them, but all of them understood that one thing, as it was a clear sign that Salestine could speak Parseltongue!
"You are a Parselmouth?!" An unknown Lord cried drawing the attention of the others. Widespread panic rose throughout the room.
Salestine scrutinized the entire audience for some solid moments before turning back and replying to that man, "Any problemsss with that?" He stated the last word in parseltongue. This sent shivers down the spine of many of them.
"Hey hey…why's the Hall so much silent? I was expecting some more fun…" cried the energetic voice of Daenerys Targaryen the Eight who was escorting five more of her friends: Tatsuya, Miyuki, Kristofer, Marylene, and Artemis.
Artemis whispered, but was quite audible to everyone to the now absolute silent courtroom, "Shh…Daenerys…. wait patiently, more fun is yet to come…"
"Yeah right…. I am getting bored from waiting…after all, I did not come all the way from Westeros to this backwater nation just to be a side character…"
This got the attention of the Heads of all the Noble Families of Great Britain. Westeros? They all thought.
Then suddenly one of the old Lords of Wizengamot then remembered something long forgotten. Something he learned in his childhood stories.
The person cried, "Platinum-blonde hair! Eyes of violet shades! The three-headed dragon sigil of your House! You are a Targaryen!" He almost fell from his chair while containing the shock.
Large gasps went throughout the Courtroom. The moment they registered just who was Daenerys, fear crept into the hearts of many of the pureblood Lord and Ladies of the Wizengamot.
Targaryen. Royal and Imperial House of Targaryen of the 18 Assistant Houses. A Cadet House of one the most powerful grand Families in the entire Magical World.
Daenerys in a bored tone said, "Now you all understood?"
Minister Cornelius Fudge sputtered, "What are you doing here? And who are you all?!" He said while pulling out his wand.
Artemis Olympia with a sense of wonder asked aloud, "So is this how you all treat foreign representatives that come in your land….no wonder Magical Britain has no actual allies in the international forums…"
"What are you talking about Artemis? Since when did Britain actually send their last diplomat to an international forum…. I can't remember anyone attended on Britain's behalf in the last two and a half decades….as per records suggest…" Daenerys voiced her opinion.
Miyuki gave a small laugh and said, "You should not speak much about our hosts Daenerys-san…after all that, they are about to face will be much more humiliating than ever in their history…"
Every one of the foreign individuals laughed.
Many of the Lords could not understand what was going on and what they meant.
Although the majority of the British Magicals could not understand what was happening, some of the old politicians could now understand just who they were dealing with.
"Dear Merlin! Don't tell me that…" An old Lord, near the age of eighty, croaked up. He finally realized just who were these foreigners.
This caught everyone's attention.
Kristofer Pendragon asked, "Who are you?"
The old man gave a deep bow to him which made brought out sounds of surprise from many of his fellow Lords and Ladies.
"I am Gremin Innocenti, My Lord, Head of the Most Ancient and Noble House of Innocenti and the grand Family of Innocenti…. My Lord…."
Lord Gremin Innocenti clearly understood who he was speaking to. He may not have seen a person with that trademark auburn hair and amber-blue eyes in many decades. But he knew the only Family that had such a trait.
Kristofer nodded in acceptance. "So, you are the Head of the Grand Family of Innocenti then…. of course, then you will surely recognize us…. but we are truly amazed that none of you else could recognize us. It may have proved to be a blessing under different circumstances, but right now…. after all, we once ruled the very lands centuries ago…"
The last statement finally caused a massive stir in the Wizengamot. Finally, one by one, the ignorant wizards came into realization, just who were they, and all of them started panicking. Except for a few individuals though (cough…Fudge… cough…Umbridge… cough…Malfoy… cough…)
All of them were feeling quite amused at the sudden turn of events. At that Ariana Pendragon and magically closed the two doors of the Wizengamot Chambers. She quickly rushed in the direction of Morrighan and Styller and whispered something in their ears.
Both rushed in the direction of the doors and stood on either side as if guarding them. All the members of the Grand Family quickly took their positions, each standing in a different corner of the chamber.
The center aisle was cleared as if preparing for the Royal entrance of a monarch. The friends and families along with Harry and Susan, and Madam Amelia Bones, stood on either side of the aisle. Five on each.
Fudge simply could not understand what was going on. So, he cried angrily, "Wait! What are you all doing?! Stop it now!"
But then Albus Dumbledore entered Courtroom 10 hurriedly. He was five minutes past the scheduled time. He began, "Sorry, I am a bit late…." But did not complete it. He saw the formation prepared for the entrance of the Emperor of their land.
He simply said, "Oh, I see…then everything is in order?"
Fudge unable to understand anything turned to his long friend for help, "Albus! What the hell is going on?! First, you invoked your special powers as Chief Warlock and declared the State of Emergency and thus calling this Emergency Session of the Wizengamot! Now, what the hell is going in here?" He said pointing at the foreigners from the continents, "…all them start coming out of nowhere and start treating this place as some sort of a playground! And it seems you have a part in it! You better have a good reason for all of this Dumbledore! I want the end of this nonsense!" He literally screaming in the end.
At that time, a voice echoed throughout the Chamber,
"Why so impatient Minister? After all the play has just been started. Now only the end of it? Come on, appreciate our efforts at least!"
The sarcastic voice of Arthur Pendragon the Seventh echoed throughout the Courtroom. But only the people who knew him identified his voice. The remaining people only stayed aloof.
Anger rising in Fudge's head, he screamed, "Who are you?! Show yourself! I will have you arrested for wasting our precious time with this prank of yours!"
"Oh? Is that so?" said the voice of Arthur Pendragon once again, "You consider this a prank? Well, it may be a prank for us, indeed, but it will prove to be a living nightmare for all of you. All of those who betrayed against the Sovereign, directly or indirectly, will not go unpunished. Each of you responsible, directly or indirectly, for the sufferings of the people of my land will face the justice you deserve. Last but not the least, all of you and your families, who dared to harm my Family, whether knowingly or unknowingly will have to finally answer…"
The rage inside Minister Cornelius Fudge was replaced with unadulterated fear. He whispered through his dry mouth, "Who are you?"
A huge wave filled with immense magical power blew throughout the Wizengamot Chamber, that spared no one. All of them felt chills down their spine and alarm bells were ringing in their heads.
At that time a huge banner made of fine quality of red silk, that was trimmed with the golden sigil of the House of Pendragon: A Golden Dragon with Unfurled Wing, about to fly appeared, behind the podium, the name and motto of the House: Pendragon: Nosce Teipsum (Know Thyself).
Then the thunderous voice of Lord Styller Emrys shocked everyone to the core.
"ATTENTION! Presenting, His Royal Highness, Lord Arthur Pendragon the Seventh, the Head of the Royal and Arcane House of Pendragon of the Ten Master Clans, Head of the Grand Family of Pendragon, Emperor of Magical Europe, and the Crown Prince of the Kingdom of Avalon!"
With that, together both Lord Morrighan Le Fay and Lord Styller Emrys opened the doors of the Wizengamot Chamber, Courtroom 10.
Behind the doors, stood Lord Arthur Pendragon the Seventh, in full elegance and like a proper Royal Prince. He gracefully strolled inside the Wizengamot chambers and stopped his pace when he reached the center of the floor.
Arthur carefully scrutinized each and every member present in Courtroom 10. All the British magical were too shocked to even properly register what was going around them anymore.
Arthur finally gave a brief smile, but it was clear from the rest of his facial expression that it wasn't a nice one. "We have heard many things about how our Magical realm has been governed lately," he intoned, "…and we are most displeased."
Hope you all like this chapter! Do share among your friends if you think anyone will be interested. Don't forget to check out my new story 'Daenerys Targaryen and the House of Pendragon'. It is a spin-off based on chapter 8 of this same story. Hope to see you all soon! Till then...Adieu!