Summary: Fudge goes insane.
Please review as always!
I'm not updating until I get at least five reviews!
Chapter 31
Harry swept into the great hall, he was in a very bad mood, he went over to where the Marauders were sitting but didn't sit down himself.
"Guys we need to have a talk…pronto." They all looked up at the dangerous tone in his voice and immediately guessed that it was not prank related. They got up and the five of them left the hall, (Draco had started eating with the his friends at their table on occasion).
Harry led them down a corridor and up to a painting of the castle, "Hippogriff," it swung open and they all went through into the secret chamber beyond. They each took one of the five chairs and waited.
"As you will soon be hearing in the papers…tomorrow…Lucious Malfoy turned up at Malfoy Manor three days ago." He waited for their gasps to settle, Draco shifted nervously.
"His intention was to convince the Ministry to have another election so he could run again…during the last one he was disguised as Savral. Order agents of the Blue Patrol captured him and took him back to the Fortress for interrogation. His trial was yesterday, a private trial before a jury, none of whom were allowed to say anything about who they were trying until it was officially released by some Order agents who are also reporters for the daily prophet. He's been found guilty, again, and is now being held at the Fortress for further interrogation."
"Just what he deserved." They all stared at Draco in astonishment. "I was going through some of his things back at home, we're going to sell it, all but a little, and build a new house. He had all these photographs of the tortures he'd preformed, and a huge torture room in the basement, recently used too. And there were three skeletons down there."
"Once this hits the papers some people are going to hate you." Harry said, Draco looked surprised.
"Why?"
"Because they're close-minded fools, who believe that everyone turns out just like their parents, once a Malfoy always a Malfoy."
"But I'm not a death eater."
"Exactly, you could just show them your arm, but they may be even more stupid than that, we'll try to escort you wherever you go if any of the students show signs of wanting you dead or anything." Draco looked down at his hands unhappily.
"Thanks guys, but I can't believe anyone would do that."
"Hopefully everyone knows you better than that, but just as a precaution." Draco nodded gloomily.
Harry's suspicions about the student's reaction to the news turned out to be untrue, but an even greater problem arose not long after the Prophet released the entire story.
All the students were gathered down in the entrance hall, voting on whether or not to have a Valentine's Day dance, when there came a loud knock on the front doors, and then they swung open. Ex-minister Fudge came storming in, followed by two dementors and ten of his followers. The teachers were up on one of the staircases under an invisibility spell watching the students without their knowing. The students went silent, unsure of what to do, Fudge decided for them.
"Hand him over!" He bellowed at them, there was a lot of confusion as to whom he was referring to.
"Hand who over Fudge?" The headboy asked.
"Malfoy, the death eater's son, he's being expelled, he's not fit to live among normal people." There were a lot of angry murmurs. Fudge saw Draco standing ten feet away and pointed at him. "There's the little beast! Guards secure him!" The dementors moved forwards, Draco dissipated into thin air, showing him to be an illusion. "Who did that? Where is he? You can't hide him! I want him out here now!"
"You have no right to take him." Ron snapped angrily, Fudge whirled.
"Who are you to tell me what I can and cannot do? I'm the Minister of Magic! The Minister of Magic you hear?"
"No you're the ex-minister and have no power over any of us whatsoever, get out." Harry said calmly, Fudge snarled at him.
"I'm the Minister of Magic!"
"You're mad."
"I am the Minister of Magic! Where is Malfoy?"
"Over there, and he'll be staying here." The Minister turned, Draco was standing a few feet away from Harry, the dementors moved towards him, Draco stepped back.
"Coward! I would have thought the son of a death eater was used to killing by now, scared boy? Yes your secret is out, your one of them just like your father, he's gone now, you've got no one to hide behind. And now I'll get you too! Then we'll see who the true Minister is, that weasel or I! Well it's ME! He's to thick to see the dark in you boy, but I'm not, there's no fooling Cornelius Fudge! They should be glad I bother myself to help them hunt you down! Who knows how many I've saved? They'll re-elect me, get him!" The dementors moved at Draco, suddenly a silver stag appeared, right in front of Draco, guarding him, the dementors drew back as quickly as they could.
"Careful Cornelius, the dementors joined Voldemort, yet you have some of them, could that mean they you are a death eater yourself? Supported by Voldemort?" Fudge stared at Harry, his eyes nearly popping out of his head with rage, his fist lashed out, hitting Harry squarely in the chest, Harry didn't flinch. "Don't do that again." He said in a bored tone.
"I am the Minister of Magic!"
"What makes you think Draco is a death eater?" Ira snapped angrily.
"He's a Malfoy! A Malfoy! A MALFOY! His father was a death eater and he is too!"
"Prove it!" Larquan shouted, holding Ron back so he wouldn't kill the ex- minister for calling his father a weasel.
"I don't have to prove anything to you! I'm the Minister of Magic! He is a death eater! He'd kill you all! You should be thanking me! You can't question me! I'm the Minister of Magic!" It was obvious that Fudge had completely lost it.
"You are insane, you'll need far better proof than that. Draco do you have the dark mark?" Harry asked, Draco rolled up the left sleeve of his robs and showed everyone his arm, no mark.
"He is he is he is! He's a death eater!" Fudge screamed hysterically.
"What did you plan to do once you had him?"
"Take him back to the ministry! Show them all who's the better minister! The one who can actually find death eaters or a shameful excuse for a wizard with no wizarding pride, I will show everyone who's better! ME! I AM THE MINISTER OF MAGIC! They'll be grateful to have me back! Hand him over!" No one moved, some of the Minister's people raised their wands; Harry couldn't help but wonder just what they saw in the ex-minister that made them follow him. He concentrated on the wands and flicked his own, they all went shooting up into the air and fell again into Hermione's hand.
"Fudge you are not welcome here please take your rabble and leave." The head girl said furiously.
"HE'S THE SON OF A DEATH EATER! He's one of them! Weasely may be too thick headed to know but I know! Oh yes I do! Cornelius Fudge knows all! They all turn out just like their parents! He is a death eater I tell you! Seize him now and thank me for warning you! I am the Minister of Magi-" he was cut off as Harry grabbed his frantically waving wand from his hand and gripping his shoulder painfully turned him around and marched him to the door, Kylara and Harugin swung them open, Harry shoved Fudge out roughly, the other prefect escorted his followers out in a similar fashion, then the door was slammed behind them. Hermione opened it and hurled their wands out and shut it again. The students body burst into applause, the prefects all bowed, the bell tolled for dinner and everyone slowly dispersed. Except for Harry who stayed in the entrance hall, when the last students had gone he looked up to where the teachers were.
"Were we too rough with him?" Dumbledore removed the invisibility spell, they all came down.
"No no, well done Harry." McGonagal said, smiling at him.
"Has anyone ever thought of removing him to an insane asylum?" Snape asked, glaring at the door.
"None would accept him, he's too far gone, a hopeless case if there ever was one." Harry answered; he turned and headed towards the door.
"Where are you going?" Snape asked.
"To make sure they leave." Harry said, the door closed with a snap behind him and the professors went off to the hall.
I'm not updating until I get at least five reviews!
Advice or helpful criticism is always welcome.
Flames will be sent to Fudge to throw at his enemies.
Please review as always!
I'm not updating until I get at least five reviews!
Chapter 31
Harry swept into the great hall, he was in a very bad mood, he went over to where the Marauders were sitting but didn't sit down himself.
"Guys we need to have a talk…pronto." They all looked up at the dangerous tone in his voice and immediately guessed that it was not prank related. They got up and the five of them left the hall, (Draco had started eating with the his friends at their table on occasion).
Harry led them down a corridor and up to a painting of the castle, "Hippogriff," it swung open and they all went through into the secret chamber beyond. They each took one of the five chairs and waited.
"As you will soon be hearing in the papers…tomorrow…Lucious Malfoy turned up at Malfoy Manor three days ago." He waited for their gasps to settle, Draco shifted nervously.
"His intention was to convince the Ministry to have another election so he could run again…during the last one he was disguised as Savral. Order agents of the Blue Patrol captured him and took him back to the Fortress for interrogation. His trial was yesterday, a private trial before a jury, none of whom were allowed to say anything about who they were trying until it was officially released by some Order agents who are also reporters for the daily prophet. He's been found guilty, again, and is now being held at the Fortress for further interrogation."
"Just what he deserved." They all stared at Draco in astonishment. "I was going through some of his things back at home, we're going to sell it, all but a little, and build a new house. He had all these photographs of the tortures he'd preformed, and a huge torture room in the basement, recently used too. And there were three skeletons down there."
"Once this hits the papers some people are going to hate you." Harry said, Draco looked surprised.
"Why?"
"Because they're close-minded fools, who believe that everyone turns out just like their parents, once a Malfoy always a Malfoy."
"But I'm not a death eater."
"Exactly, you could just show them your arm, but they may be even more stupid than that, we'll try to escort you wherever you go if any of the students show signs of wanting you dead or anything." Draco looked down at his hands unhappily.
"Thanks guys, but I can't believe anyone would do that."
"Hopefully everyone knows you better than that, but just as a precaution." Draco nodded gloomily.
Harry's suspicions about the student's reaction to the news turned out to be untrue, but an even greater problem arose not long after the Prophet released the entire story.
All the students were gathered down in the entrance hall, voting on whether or not to have a Valentine's Day dance, when there came a loud knock on the front doors, and then they swung open. Ex-minister Fudge came storming in, followed by two dementors and ten of his followers. The teachers were up on one of the staircases under an invisibility spell watching the students without their knowing. The students went silent, unsure of what to do, Fudge decided for them.
"Hand him over!" He bellowed at them, there was a lot of confusion as to whom he was referring to.
"Hand who over Fudge?" The headboy asked.
"Malfoy, the death eater's son, he's being expelled, he's not fit to live among normal people." There were a lot of angry murmurs. Fudge saw Draco standing ten feet away and pointed at him. "There's the little beast! Guards secure him!" The dementors moved forwards, Draco dissipated into thin air, showing him to be an illusion. "Who did that? Where is he? You can't hide him! I want him out here now!"
"You have no right to take him." Ron snapped angrily, Fudge whirled.
"Who are you to tell me what I can and cannot do? I'm the Minister of Magic! The Minister of Magic you hear?"
"No you're the ex-minister and have no power over any of us whatsoever, get out." Harry said calmly, Fudge snarled at him.
"I'm the Minister of Magic!"
"You're mad."
"I am the Minister of Magic! Where is Malfoy?"
"Over there, and he'll be staying here." The Minister turned, Draco was standing a few feet away from Harry, the dementors moved towards him, Draco stepped back.
"Coward! I would have thought the son of a death eater was used to killing by now, scared boy? Yes your secret is out, your one of them just like your father, he's gone now, you've got no one to hide behind. And now I'll get you too! Then we'll see who the true Minister is, that weasel or I! Well it's ME! He's to thick to see the dark in you boy, but I'm not, there's no fooling Cornelius Fudge! They should be glad I bother myself to help them hunt you down! Who knows how many I've saved? They'll re-elect me, get him!" The dementors moved at Draco, suddenly a silver stag appeared, right in front of Draco, guarding him, the dementors drew back as quickly as they could.
"Careful Cornelius, the dementors joined Voldemort, yet you have some of them, could that mean they you are a death eater yourself? Supported by Voldemort?" Fudge stared at Harry, his eyes nearly popping out of his head with rage, his fist lashed out, hitting Harry squarely in the chest, Harry didn't flinch. "Don't do that again." He said in a bored tone.
"I am the Minister of Magic!"
"What makes you think Draco is a death eater?" Ira snapped angrily.
"He's a Malfoy! A Malfoy! A MALFOY! His father was a death eater and he is too!"
"Prove it!" Larquan shouted, holding Ron back so he wouldn't kill the ex- minister for calling his father a weasel.
"I don't have to prove anything to you! I'm the Minister of Magic! He is a death eater! He'd kill you all! You should be thanking me! You can't question me! I'm the Minister of Magic!" It was obvious that Fudge had completely lost it.
"You are insane, you'll need far better proof than that. Draco do you have the dark mark?" Harry asked, Draco rolled up the left sleeve of his robs and showed everyone his arm, no mark.
"He is he is he is! He's a death eater!" Fudge screamed hysterically.
"What did you plan to do once you had him?"
"Take him back to the ministry! Show them all who's the better minister! The one who can actually find death eaters or a shameful excuse for a wizard with no wizarding pride, I will show everyone who's better! ME! I AM THE MINISTER OF MAGIC! They'll be grateful to have me back! Hand him over!" No one moved, some of the Minister's people raised their wands; Harry couldn't help but wonder just what they saw in the ex-minister that made them follow him. He concentrated on the wands and flicked his own, they all went shooting up into the air and fell again into Hermione's hand.
"Fudge you are not welcome here please take your rabble and leave." The head girl said furiously.
"HE'S THE SON OF A DEATH EATER! He's one of them! Weasely may be too thick headed to know but I know! Oh yes I do! Cornelius Fudge knows all! They all turn out just like their parents! He is a death eater I tell you! Seize him now and thank me for warning you! I am the Minister of Magi-" he was cut off as Harry grabbed his frantically waving wand from his hand and gripping his shoulder painfully turned him around and marched him to the door, Kylara and Harugin swung them open, Harry shoved Fudge out roughly, the other prefect escorted his followers out in a similar fashion, then the door was slammed behind them. Hermione opened it and hurled their wands out and shut it again. The students body burst into applause, the prefects all bowed, the bell tolled for dinner and everyone slowly dispersed. Except for Harry who stayed in the entrance hall, when the last students had gone he looked up to where the teachers were.
"Were we too rough with him?" Dumbledore removed the invisibility spell, they all came down.
"No no, well done Harry." McGonagal said, smiling at him.
"Has anyone ever thought of removing him to an insane asylum?" Snape asked, glaring at the door.
"None would accept him, he's too far gone, a hopeless case if there ever was one." Harry answered; he turned and headed towards the door.
"Where are you going?" Snape asked.
"To make sure they leave." Harry said, the door closed with a snap behind him and the professors went off to the hall.
I'm not updating until I get at least five reviews!
Advice or helpful criticism is always welcome.
Flames will be sent to Fudge to throw at his enemies.