The ride on the Knight Rider was all but smooth. They crossed the
ocean under the veil of darkness and came out as the sun was rising over
the coast. That is, Ginny saw all this for she was far too worried to
sleep. The rest of the family along with Donny and Harry had no problem
finding slumber. They were all piled in a great lump at the back snoring
loudly.
"Hey Ms. Weasley, do ya think you could wake that family of yours? We're nearing the stop," Mr. Owens said from the front. She nodded and went to the back. She nudged Harry first. She didn't really mean anything by it but she did want to see those big green eyes shining up at her.
"Harry, we're almost to St. Catchpole," she whispered in his ear. He started a bit before grinning up at her.
"Morning Ginny, haven't you slept," he said adopting a concerned expression on his face.
"No," she sighed sinking down to the floor. "I just am not sure if this is a good idea Harry. I mean, I've been avoiding this whole thing for so long and now everything's crashing down," despite herself a tear slipped down her pale, freckled cheek. Lucky for her however, Harry caught it with his finger.
"Come here Gin," he said opening his arms to her. She dove in without thinking. Tears were now flowing freely. After a minute they parted and to her Ginny's great surprise, Harry kissed the tears off her lips. It was a long, sweet, passionate kiss. This was why his parting words were so surprisingly blunt and unromantic. "Um, salty," he stammered. Ginny looked around, wondering why he had stopped. She was met with the angry gaze of Ron, Mr. Weasley, and Donny. Hermione, and Mrs. Weasley on the other hand were looking sappy.
They were spared further interrogation by the words of Nemo. "What's goin' on," he asked in slurred sleep. "Are we there already?"
"Yes," Ginny said, quite happy with his timing. Mercy was soon to follow her brother. The landing was as bumpy as the assent. They were jostled around in their attempt to get their luggage together.
"Here's Ottery St. Catchpole for you then," said Mr. Owens as they passed him on their way out. Ron bumped rather roughly into Harry in their haste to get out. The nine-sum continued to the Burrow.
"I've called old Perkins in the office and there's a court date scheduled for 10:00 so we don't have that much time to get ourselves tidied," Mr. Weasley said.
"Okay, Mum, would you mind helping Mercy get ready? I only have an hour to get ready and I don't think I have time. She's got her nice dress in the bag and I believe there's a matching suit jacket too. Donny, could you get to Nemo? You know what to do, his suit's in the blue bag and his Gryfindor tie is in there too if you can find it," she said all this while heading up the stairs with her dress robe slung over her shoulder.
When everybody had gone except Ron, Harry, Hermione, and Mr. Weasley had gone upstairs Ron and Mr. Weasley whirled on Harry. "Hermione dear, could you go help my mother with Mercy," Ron said through gritted teeth. For once in her life she didn't argue. She knew Ron all too well to argue with him when it was a matter of his little sister's love life. She turned on her heals and ran up the stairs like a bat out of hell.
"What kind of stunt were you pulling with my little sister?" Ron said in a deadly whisper.
"I-I, well Ron, I like her and she likes me and she was crying. I'm sorry but I really do have feelings for her," Harry said, fear in his green eyes.
"Now of all times Harry you should know to keep your hands off my daughter!" Mr. Weasley exclaimed. Ron banged Harry on the head.
"Have you gone daft?"
"N-n-n-o don't you think Mercy and Nemo need a father?" Harry finished. It was true and internally he kind of had been thinking of becoming their father. He had had feelings for Ginny ever since her sixth year. She was spunky, smart, resourceful, funny, independent, and, lets not pretend that it's not an issue, she was beautiful. Her curls bounced all over the place when she walked. Her brown eyes glittered with a kind of mystic happiness and her curves were to die for.
Ron sighed, as did Mr. Weasley. Truth-be-told they hadn't been thinking about the afterwards of the court. Of course Ginny would be dating. Harry was also a really nice guy who they knew would take care of things.
"Let's not talk about this now, we should go help Donny with Nemo. If he's anything like Ron was he'll be a handful," Mr. Weasley sighed again. They climbed the stairs and found that Nemo was being dressed in Ron's old room.
"Sorry, it's the first room I found," Donny, said apologetically from his position on the floor. He had been trying to force Nemo (who was standing laughing in a pair of broom bespeckled boxers) into a pair of gray dress pants.
"Let me help you, I've had 6 sons worth of experience in the dressing department," Mr. Weasley laughed. In one fluid movement he had grabbed Nemo around the waste and with the other hand pulled the pants onto his legs.
"Wow! I'll defiantly have to learn that!" the three men in the room exclaimed.
"Little trick I picked up," Mr. Weasley blushed. Nemo was so stunned that he didn't even struggle as a shirt was added to his small frame. In a mere 15 minutes he stood with his red hair combed and wearing a pair of gray slacks, a cranberry shirt and gold tie with lions all over it. They walked down the stairs and saw Mercy with her brown curls braided down her back. She had a knee-length yellow dress on with a matching jacket and hair ribbon. She had on a pair of white mary-janes and she was grinning.
"Well you're looking nice Nemo," she giggled. The men went upstairs to put on dress robes. When everybody except Ginny were downstairs in their various court attire they looked up expectantly. They gasped at the woman at the head of the stairs. She was wearing baby blue robes and her hair was pulled back. Her dress robes clung to her around the waist. Except for the strained expression on her face she looked very beautiful.
"We should hurry or we'll be late," she said in a hurried whisper as she rushed down the stairs.
"She's right, let's flu." They each, in turn stepped into the fire and flooed to Diagon Alley. They found the red phone booth easily and were soon down in the hall. A new statue had been added with a witch and wizard talking and laughing with a giant, goblin, centaur, and house elf.
"Is that Hermione's doing?" Ginny asked.
"Yep," Hermione said happily. They continued down to the courtroom and reached the wooden doors at 9:55. Donny took the initiative and swung the doors open. The room wasn't filled but Ginny did catch sight of her brothers on her side of the room. Then her eyes met Fudge's. She went to the front, grabbing the hands of her children. The judge stood up.
"Since both parties are present I think we can begin. Now we have sufficient evidence would the defendant like to make an opening statement?" Ginny shook her head, she wanted this to take any longer then it had to. "The prosecution?" Fudge nodded and got up. They didn't' have lawyers.
"I would like to prove that Virginia did all these things out of her own free will. Why wouldn't she? She was just starting her career and her family's relationship with the Ministry has been a little, how shall we say it, bumpy. She was young; I was the Minister of Magic, highest in the Ministry. I believe that's all I have to say at the moment," Fudge had done exactly what Ginny had imagined. She hoped this didn't throw her fellows off guard.
"Okay, we're ready to begin. My first witness will be Ms. Virginia Kathryn Weasley," the judge said in a strong voice. Ginny got up and sat in the small chair in front of the Judge's stand. Her eyes met that of her old Headmaster. He gave her a reassuring smile. "Ms. Weasley, would you like to tell me exactly what happened 6 years ago when you were a temp for Minister Fudge?" Ginny grimaced, shook herself and nodded. Her hands were playing with the soft fabric of her dress robes. She looked over to her children and seemed to draw resolution from them.
"As you said, I was fresh out of Hogwarts and working as a temp for the Minister. I was working very hard, harder then I had ever worked before. He, he didn't seem to think very much of women in the workplace, giving me stupid jobs like getting him tea and writing letters to his ex- wife for him. Anyway, one day, I believe it was about 2 weeks after I had started working there; he called me into his office. He said that I was beautiful and so young. He said that he was sure that his feelings were reciprocated. I said that I didn't know what he was talking about and I tried to leave. He-he said that I did and that if I didn't do what he said he'd take my job away as well as the jobs of my family." At this she looked over at her family. They were all looking shocked and angry.
"Looking back on it I know that it was a bad idea but Fudge is very good at lying and making one afraid. He asked me to take off my shirt, I did. Then I stopped when he told me to take off my skirt. He came at me and ripped it off. I screamed but he had already put a silencing spell on the outside of the room. He took off his own cloths and he proceeded to, to, to," she stopped, her body shaking.
"Can you go on Ms. Weasley?" the judge's voice had softened. She nodded and tried to compose herself.
"He raped me. Cornelius Fudge raped me in his office. After that I fled to my house. I already had a feeling in the pit of my stomach. I wanted to make sure he hadn't made me pregnant so I locked myself in the bathroom. I did a quick spell and found that I was indeed pregnant with his children. I waited till my father came home. He had to know, I'd make him understand. But when I tried to explain he did what any other father would do, he yelled at me. I just couldn't make him understand. Then I left. I rode the Knight Rider till I had no more money left. It stopped in Starkville Mississippi. That's where I stayed. For the 9 months of my pregnancy I stayed at the Red Cross. Then I met Donny and the 3 of us stayed with him." Tears were streaming down everybody's faces except Fudge's who seemed to be trying to make up a counter argument.
"Would you state the names of your children?"
"Mercy Arwin Weasley, and Nemo Efrem Weasley.''
"I've had enough of this woman's lies. Her arguments are completely unfeasible!"
"That's enough Minister Fudge. Do you agree to put Ms. Weasley under veriteseum to end this whole thing?" the judge said in a slightly angry voice. Fudge could only nod, he knew that it was over. "Would you like to admit anything?" Fudge shook his head. Snape came in with a small vile. "Ms. Weasley, just take a couple sips of this and we're going to ask you a few questions." Ginny nodded and took the vile. A few minutes later her eyes glazed over and the judge began. "Did you have sexual intercourse with Minister Fudge?"
"Yes."
"Was it by your choice?"
"No."
"So he raped you?"
"Yes."
"Are Mercy Arwin Weasley, and Nemo Efrem Weasley yours and Minister Fudge's children?"
"Yes."
"That's enough Ms. Weasley," Ginny was lead back to her seat. "It's by my order that Minister Fudge be stripped of all his duties as Minister of Magic. He also receives 25 years in Azkaban. After this sentence is completed he is forbade from coming within a 20-foot radius of Ms. Virginia Kathryn Weasley or her children. Court dismissed."
Cheers erupted from the Wealseys, Harry, and Donny. The only 3 who weren't jumping out of their seats were Ginny who was still in a daze, the judge who was shooting dagger s at Fudge and Fudge who was looking crestfallen. Aurors came in and escorted Fudge away. The whole dismal affair was over. No more Fudge!
A/N- I worked hard on this chapter so I hope you like it. I'm sorry it took so long but I've been away. Anyway, R&R!!!!!
"Hey Ms. Weasley, do ya think you could wake that family of yours? We're nearing the stop," Mr. Owens said from the front. She nodded and went to the back. She nudged Harry first. She didn't really mean anything by it but she did want to see those big green eyes shining up at her.
"Harry, we're almost to St. Catchpole," she whispered in his ear. He started a bit before grinning up at her.
"Morning Ginny, haven't you slept," he said adopting a concerned expression on his face.
"No," she sighed sinking down to the floor. "I just am not sure if this is a good idea Harry. I mean, I've been avoiding this whole thing for so long and now everything's crashing down," despite herself a tear slipped down her pale, freckled cheek. Lucky for her however, Harry caught it with his finger.
"Come here Gin," he said opening his arms to her. She dove in without thinking. Tears were now flowing freely. After a minute they parted and to her Ginny's great surprise, Harry kissed the tears off her lips. It was a long, sweet, passionate kiss. This was why his parting words were so surprisingly blunt and unromantic. "Um, salty," he stammered. Ginny looked around, wondering why he had stopped. She was met with the angry gaze of Ron, Mr. Weasley, and Donny. Hermione, and Mrs. Weasley on the other hand were looking sappy.
They were spared further interrogation by the words of Nemo. "What's goin' on," he asked in slurred sleep. "Are we there already?"
"Yes," Ginny said, quite happy with his timing. Mercy was soon to follow her brother. The landing was as bumpy as the assent. They were jostled around in their attempt to get their luggage together.
"Here's Ottery St. Catchpole for you then," said Mr. Owens as they passed him on their way out. Ron bumped rather roughly into Harry in their haste to get out. The nine-sum continued to the Burrow.
"I've called old Perkins in the office and there's a court date scheduled for 10:00 so we don't have that much time to get ourselves tidied," Mr. Weasley said.
"Okay, Mum, would you mind helping Mercy get ready? I only have an hour to get ready and I don't think I have time. She's got her nice dress in the bag and I believe there's a matching suit jacket too. Donny, could you get to Nemo? You know what to do, his suit's in the blue bag and his Gryfindor tie is in there too if you can find it," she said all this while heading up the stairs with her dress robe slung over her shoulder.
When everybody had gone except Ron, Harry, Hermione, and Mr. Weasley had gone upstairs Ron and Mr. Weasley whirled on Harry. "Hermione dear, could you go help my mother with Mercy," Ron said through gritted teeth. For once in her life she didn't argue. She knew Ron all too well to argue with him when it was a matter of his little sister's love life. She turned on her heals and ran up the stairs like a bat out of hell.
"What kind of stunt were you pulling with my little sister?" Ron said in a deadly whisper.
"I-I, well Ron, I like her and she likes me and she was crying. I'm sorry but I really do have feelings for her," Harry said, fear in his green eyes.
"Now of all times Harry you should know to keep your hands off my daughter!" Mr. Weasley exclaimed. Ron banged Harry on the head.
"Have you gone daft?"
"N-n-n-o don't you think Mercy and Nemo need a father?" Harry finished. It was true and internally he kind of had been thinking of becoming their father. He had had feelings for Ginny ever since her sixth year. She was spunky, smart, resourceful, funny, independent, and, lets not pretend that it's not an issue, she was beautiful. Her curls bounced all over the place when she walked. Her brown eyes glittered with a kind of mystic happiness and her curves were to die for.
Ron sighed, as did Mr. Weasley. Truth-be-told they hadn't been thinking about the afterwards of the court. Of course Ginny would be dating. Harry was also a really nice guy who they knew would take care of things.
"Let's not talk about this now, we should go help Donny with Nemo. If he's anything like Ron was he'll be a handful," Mr. Weasley sighed again. They climbed the stairs and found that Nemo was being dressed in Ron's old room.
"Sorry, it's the first room I found," Donny, said apologetically from his position on the floor. He had been trying to force Nemo (who was standing laughing in a pair of broom bespeckled boxers) into a pair of gray dress pants.
"Let me help you, I've had 6 sons worth of experience in the dressing department," Mr. Weasley laughed. In one fluid movement he had grabbed Nemo around the waste and with the other hand pulled the pants onto his legs.
"Wow! I'll defiantly have to learn that!" the three men in the room exclaimed.
"Little trick I picked up," Mr. Weasley blushed. Nemo was so stunned that he didn't even struggle as a shirt was added to his small frame. In a mere 15 minutes he stood with his red hair combed and wearing a pair of gray slacks, a cranberry shirt and gold tie with lions all over it. They walked down the stairs and saw Mercy with her brown curls braided down her back. She had a knee-length yellow dress on with a matching jacket and hair ribbon. She had on a pair of white mary-janes and she was grinning.
"Well you're looking nice Nemo," she giggled. The men went upstairs to put on dress robes. When everybody except Ginny were downstairs in their various court attire they looked up expectantly. They gasped at the woman at the head of the stairs. She was wearing baby blue robes and her hair was pulled back. Her dress robes clung to her around the waist. Except for the strained expression on her face she looked very beautiful.
"We should hurry or we'll be late," she said in a hurried whisper as she rushed down the stairs.
"She's right, let's flu." They each, in turn stepped into the fire and flooed to Diagon Alley. They found the red phone booth easily and were soon down in the hall. A new statue had been added with a witch and wizard talking and laughing with a giant, goblin, centaur, and house elf.
"Is that Hermione's doing?" Ginny asked.
"Yep," Hermione said happily. They continued down to the courtroom and reached the wooden doors at 9:55. Donny took the initiative and swung the doors open. The room wasn't filled but Ginny did catch sight of her brothers on her side of the room. Then her eyes met Fudge's. She went to the front, grabbing the hands of her children. The judge stood up.
"Since both parties are present I think we can begin. Now we have sufficient evidence would the defendant like to make an opening statement?" Ginny shook her head, she wanted this to take any longer then it had to. "The prosecution?" Fudge nodded and got up. They didn't' have lawyers.
"I would like to prove that Virginia did all these things out of her own free will. Why wouldn't she? She was just starting her career and her family's relationship with the Ministry has been a little, how shall we say it, bumpy. She was young; I was the Minister of Magic, highest in the Ministry. I believe that's all I have to say at the moment," Fudge had done exactly what Ginny had imagined. She hoped this didn't throw her fellows off guard.
"Okay, we're ready to begin. My first witness will be Ms. Virginia Kathryn Weasley," the judge said in a strong voice. Ginny got up and sat in the small chair in front of the Judge's stand. Her eyes met that of her old Headmaster. He gave her a reassuring smile. "Ms. Weasley, would you like to tell me exactly what happened 6 years ago when you were a temp for Minister Fudge?" Ginny grimaced, shook herself and nodded. Her hands were playing with the soft fabric of her dress robes. She looked over to her children and seemed to draw resolution from them.
"As you said, I was fresh out of Hogwarts and working as a temp for the Minister. I was working very hard, harder then I had ever worked before. He, he didn't seem to think very much of women in the workplace, giving me stupid jobs like getting him tea and writing letters to his ex- wife for him. Anyway, one day, I believe it was about 2 weeks after I had started working there; he called me into his office. He said that I was beautiful and so young. He said that he was sure that his feelings were reciprocated. I said that I didn't know what he was talking about and I tried to leave. He-he said that I did and that if I didn't do what he said he'd take my job away as well as the jobs of my family." At this she looked over at her family. They were all looking shocked and angry.
"Looking back on it I know that it was a bad idea but Fudge is very good at lying and making one afraid. He asked me to take off my shirt, I did. Then I stopped when he told me to take off my skirt. He came at me and ripped it off. I screamed but he had already put a silencing spell on the outside of the room. He took off his own cloths and he proceeded to, to, to," she stopped, her body shaking.
"Can you go on Ms. Weasley?" the judge's voice had softened. She nodded and tried to compose herself.
"He raped me. Cornelius Fudge raped me in his office. After that I fled to my house. I already had a feeling in the pit of my stomach. I wanted to make sure he hadn't made me pregnant so I locked myself in the bathroom. I did a quick spell and found that I was indeed pregnant with his children. I waited till my father came home. He had to know, I'd make him understand. But when I tried to explain he did what any other father would do, he yelled at me. I just couldn't make him understand. Then I left. I rode the Knight Rider till I had no more money left. It stopped in Starkville Mississippi. That's where I stayed. For the 9 months of my pregnancy I stayed at the Red Cross. Then I met Donny and the 3 of us stayed with him." Tears were streaming down everybody's faces except Fudge's who seemed to be trying to make up a counter argument.
"Would you state the names of your children?"
"Mercy Arwin Weasley, and Nemo Efrem Weasley.''
"I've had enough of this woman's lies. Her arguments are completely unfeasible!"
"That's enough Minister Fudge. Do you agree to put Ms. Weasley under veriteseum to end this whole thing?" the judge said in a slightly angry voice. Fudge could only nod, he knew that it was over. "Would you like to admit anything?" Fudge shook his head. Snape came in with a small vile. "Ms. Weasley, just take a couple sips of this and we're going to ask you a few questions." Ginny nodded and took the vile. A few minutes later her eyes glazed over and the judge began. "Did you have sexual intercourse with Minister Fudge?"
"Yes."
"Was it by your choice?"
"No."
"So he raped you?"
"Yes."
"Are Mercy Arwin Weasley, and Nemo Efrem Weasley yours and Minister Fudge's children?"
"Yes."
"That's enough Ms. Weasley," Ginny was lead back to her seat. "It's by my order that Minister Fudge be stripped of all his duties as Minister of Magic. He also receives 25 years in Azkaban. After this sentence is completed he is forbade from coming within a 20-foot radius of Ms. Virginia Kathryn Weasley or her children. Court dismissed."
Cheers erupted from the Wealseys, Harry, and Donny. The only 3 who weren't jumping out of their seats were Ginny who was still in a daze, the judge who was shooting dagger s at Fudge and Fudge who was looking crestfallen. Aurors came in and escorted Fudge away. The whole dismal affair was over. No more Fudge!
A/N- I worked hard on this chapter so I hope you like it. I'm sorry it took so long but I've been away. Anyway, R&R!!!!!
