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the wheel class that sucked so much. I almost hit a car. I am never going
to drive again. Anyways, here's the chapter many of you have been waiting
for. . . the trial. Yay!! And as always thank you reviewers. I love you all
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Harry Potter and His Fifth Year
Chapter 21
The Trial
"Kill the spare. . . not Harry, please not Harry. . . Lily take Harry and go. . ."
Suddenly the door opened to a bright light. The captive made no move to shield his frail eyes from it. Coldness swept in and placed their hands around the captive's arms. Possessing no strength to retaliate against them, the captive was dragged out of his cell. The dark corridors seemed endless. Doors opened to a brighter room. Flashes of light appeared before the captive as he was dragged to the center.
The cameras flashed as Quick-Quills zoomed over parchments. After the Dementors had walked by, the coldness reached the reporters and everything ceased. It was the strongest coldness they had felt, ever.
The captive, formally known as Harry Potter, stood between the Dementors, not recognizing anything or anyone.
The presider of the trial stood up and started the trial. "Let him stand alone," Minister Fudge said. The Dementors released their physical restraint on Harry and stood beside him.
Harry collapsed instantly. He didn't flinch as his glasses snapped.
Severus Snape stood up, "We can't have that! I demand that the Dementors be removed from this courtroom and the defense get a fifteen minute break so Harry may regain awareness of his surroundings."
Fudge sneered at Snape. But, the jurors began to nod their heads, so he replied, "Fine." With a sweep of his arm, the Dementors left.
Snape carefully picked up the extremely thin boy and carried him to a nearby room. "Harry?"
Harry continued to make no note that his professor was standing in front of him.
"Reparo." Snape replaced Harry's glasses. Breaking chocolate, Snape offered some to Harry. When he got no response, Snape tried not to shove it down Harry's throat.
Snape stood up and left only to return with some hot chocolate. "C'mon Potter just take a sip. Come on."
Eventually, Harry took a sip and felt the warmth radiate through his body. He took a few more sips before he noticed his Potions Master. "Where am I?" he questioned.
"Drink and I'll explain." Feeling stronger, Harry grasped the cup in both his hands and continued to drink it. "You've been under tight security for more than a week now. It's November 15 Harry. It's your trial. Fudge is overseeing it, and I'm your defense."
Harry nodded and looked at his now full cup or hot chocolate. "Is the defense good?"
"With you under a truth potion, there's no way Fudge can say you're guilty."
Harry only nodded as he drank more of the warmth. A Hit Wizard entered the room.
"Your minutes are up."
Harry followed Severus out. This time he looked into the crowd. Two faces stood up, the Diggorys. He went out to the center alone. Fudge glared at his quick recovery.
With a knock of his gravel, the room was silent. "Mr. Harry J. Potter you are being accused of being a Death Eater and murdering countless Muggles and wizards including Cedric Diggory. How do you plea?"
"Not guilty."
"Very well." Fudge paused. "No truth potions of any kind will be allowed. One mistake and the truth potion could have no effect on the person and they could speak lies. As such, the panel will remember that giving Mr. Potter a guilty statement will give him the Dementor's Kiss. Also remember that I may change your decision." The panel nodded their heads.
Snape stood up to protest. "Truth potions are almost 100% reliable. . ."
"Exactly, almost 100%. Sit down. The trial shall begin. Fudge nodded to the prosecutors.
They stood up. "Our first witness will be Ms. Willa Mercy of Hogsmeade."
"Now, Ms. Mercy do you remember the morning of November 1st?"
"Yes I do."
"Will you tell everyone what you saw?"
"Death Eaters filled the streets and You-Know-Who was with them. They were attacking everyone on the streets."
"Did you see anyone with You-Know-Who?"
"Yes, Harry Potter." The courtroom gasped. "He was following You-Know- Who around."
"Thank you Ms. Mercy," he concluded.
Snape stood up. "Are you certain it was Harry Potter?"
"Yes, the glasses look the same. And, well, who can't miss the scar on his forehead?" Willa said.
"Did you see Harry hurt anyone?"
"He pushed someone down. They never got back up. Also, I was hiding in the shadows when I saw Harry go rigid. He saw something, I didn't hear it, and he began to glow gold. Then it flew away from him and hit everyone. They fell to the ground, motionless. Then, it hit me."
"But, you never saw him kill anyone?"
"Not form my line of vision?"
"Thank you Ms. Mercy."
The trial only got worst. The prosecutors brought anyone up to the stand that had anything bad on Harry. That he was a Parselmouth, his scar, the Rita Skeeter articles, the new articles, his strong magical powers, his Apprating and showing up wherever there was an attack. Then Fudge went up and told his story of when Harry attacked him. The panel was practically saying guilty.
The defense was currently in the small room looking for a way to prove Harry's innocence.
"There's nothing we can do Professor. Let me take the fall."
"Don't be crazy Harry! Voldemort will have everyone killed once you're gone. There has to be a way. . ."
Harry picked up a piece of chocolate. "Nothing we can say will change their minds, not with Fudge being Minister. You fell the spell in the air don't you Professor?"
"What are you talking about Potter?"
"I don't know what spell it is but it's controlling everyone's thoughts. Making them believe Fudge. It only affects those in the light. Your Dark Mark protects you from the spell."
"How do you know all this?"
"I just do."
An official walked in. "Your time is up." He left.
The professor and student got up but a floating head appeared in the room.
"Hermione!"
Hermione smiled. "I've figured it out! Use a Yesterday Potion, Professor!"
"But Fudge said no truth potions Granger," Snape said rolling his eyes.
"Yesterday Potion isn't a truth potion sir. It doesn't require the drinker to say anything but show it. All it does is allow the drinker to relive a memory."
Harry lunged at Hermione and gave her a hug.
Hermione handed Snape Harry's vial. "Good luck," she said disappearing under the cloak, "and Harry I hope you don't mind that I borrowed this."
They walked out to the courtroom. The panel narrowed their eyes at Harry. He turned away from them and looked at Snape
The professor cleared his throat and said, "I'd like to call Harry Potter up to the stand." Murmurs arose.
Harry shuffled to the chair and sat down. Flashes came from the numerous cameras.
"I'd like everyone to know that a Yesterday Potion will be used on Mr. Potter. . ."
"I said no truth potions Severus. . ."
"But Yesterday Potion isn't a truth potion Minister Fudge. It allows people to see the past of another and to allow the drinker to relive a point in their life."
Fudge said nothing and a panel member stood up, "That is correct Minister. Technically it can be used." She sat back down.
Snape turned to Harry. "Now Harry why were you with Voldemort on November 1st?"
"He can summon me whenever he wants. It's some sort of spell."
"But several students saw you at breakfast that morning, explain that please."
"I'm not sure how exactly it works. My physical body stays where it's supposed to be while I go to where Voldemort wants. He's done this a few times.
The courtroom began to talk. Many were starting to accept Harry's story. The spell grew weaker.
Fudge stood up. "This is preposterous! There is no such spell; it would be in the Ministry's library! Don't believe his Dark Magic lies! He's guilty!"
"Excuse me Minister but you can not convict Mr. Potter until they're done," an official said. Fudge sat down.
"Now Harry, will you take the Yesterday Potion?"
"Yes."
In a quieter voice, Sane said, "Harry you know you'll refeel all the emotions. I'm going to have to show the 3rd Task."
:I know." Harry took the potion from Snape and drank a small portion of it. A small projection appeared over his head like a TV. Harry slumped in his seat.
"Third task just before Cedric and you touched the cup."
As if someone has put a tape in, the memory appeared in the projection. Everyone went silent to hear it.
The courtroom gasped as the scenes came to play showing Cedric dying, Wormtail, and a reborn Voldemort. Tears came to their eyes when Lily and James Potter appeared from Voldemort's wand. Mrs. Diggory sobbed when Cedric told Harry to take his body back.
The courtroom gasped again when Moody turned out to be Crouch Jr. and when his story came out. Snape let the potion run out and Harry came out of his stupor. He furiously rubbed his eyes.
"Does the panel wish to see more?"
They all nodded no. One stood up, "We have made our decision. This panel concludes that Mr. Harry J. Potter is. . ."
Copyright © 2003
Anaticulapraecantrix
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Here's what's coming up: Ch 22 Verdicts and Revealings 23 The Final Battle Epilogue A New School Year
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Harry Potter and His Fifth Year
Chapter 21
The Trial
"Kill the spare. . . not Harry, please not Harry. . . Lily take Harry and go. . ."
Suddenly the door opened to a bright light. The captive made no move to shield his frail eyes from it. Coldness swept in and placed their hands around the captive's arms. Possessing no strength to retaliate against them, the captive was dragged out of his cell. The dark corridors seemed endless. Doors opened to a brighter room. Flashes of light appeared before the captive as he was dragged to the center.
The cameras flashed as Quick-Quills zoomed over parchments. After the Dementors had walked by, the coldness reached the reporters and everything ceased. It was the strongest coldness they had felt, ever.
The captive, formally known as Harry Potter, stood between the Dementors, not recognizing anything or anyone.
The presider of the trial stood up and started the trial. "Let him stand alone," Minister Fudge said. The Dementors released their physical restraint on Harry and stood beside him.
Harry collapsed instantly. He didn't flinch as his glasses snapped.
Severus Snape stood up, "We can't have that! I demand that the Dementors be removed from this courtroom and the defense get a fifteen minute break so Harry may regain awareness of his surroundings."
Fudge sneered at Snape. But, the jurors began to nod their heads, so he replied, "Fine." With a sweep of his arm, the Dementors left.
Snape carefully picked up the extremely thin boy and carried him to a nearby room. "Harry?"
Harry continued to make no note that his professor was standing in front of him.
"Reparo." Snape replaced Harry's glasses. Breaking chocolate, Snape offered some to Harry. When he got no response, Snape tried not to shove it down Harry's throat.
Snape stood up and left only to return with some hot chocolate. "C'mon Potter just take a sip. Come on."
Eventually, Harry took a sip and felt the warmth radiate through his body. He took a few more sips before he noticed his Potions Master. "Where am I?" he questioned.
"Drink and I'll explain." Feeling stronger, Harry grasped the cup in both his hands and continued to drink it. "You've been under tight security for more than a week now. It's November 15 Harry. It's your trial. Fudge is overseeing it, and I'm your defense."
Harry nodded and looked at his now full cup or hot chocolate. "Is the defense good?"
"With you under a truth potion, there's no way Fudge can say you're guilty."
Harry only nodded as he drank more of the warmth. A Hit Wizard entered the room.
"Your minutes are up."
Harry followed Severus out. This time he looked into the crowd. Two faces stood up, the Diggorys. He went out to the center alone. Fudge glared at his quick recovery.
With a knock of his gravel, the room was silent. "Mr. Harry J. Potter you are being accused of being a Death Eater and murdering countless Muggles and wizards including Cedric Diggory. How do you plea?"
"Not guilty."
"Very well." Fudge paused. "No truth potions of any kind will be allowed. One mistake and the truth potion could have no effect on the person and they could speak lies. As such, the panel will remember that giving Mr. Potter a guilty statement will give him the Dementor's Kiss. Also remember that I may change your decision." The panel nodded their heads.
Snape stood up to protest. "Truth potions are almost 100% reliable. . ."
"Exactly, almost 100%. Sit down. The trial shall begin. Fudge nodded to the prosecutors.
They stood up. "Our first witness will be Ms. Willa Mercy of Hogsmeade."
"Now, Ms. Mercy do you remember the morning of November 1st?"
"Yes I do."
"Will you tell everyone what you saw?"
"Death Eaters filled the streets and You-Know-Who was with them. They were attacking everyone on the streets."
"Did you see anyone with You-Know-Who?"
"Yes, Harry Potter." The courtroom gasped. "He was following You-Know- Who around."
"Thank you Ms. Mercy," he concluded.
Snape stood up. "Are you certain it was Harry Potter?"
"Yes, the glasses look the same. And, well, who can't miss the scar on his forehead?" Willa said.
"Did you see Harry hurt anyone?"
"He pushed someone down. They never got back up. Also, I was hiding in the shadows when I saw Harry go rigid. He saw something, I didn't hear it, and he began to glow gold. Then it flew away from him and hit everyone. They fell to the ground, motionless. Then, it hit me."
"But, you never saw him kill anyone?"
"Not form my line of vision?"
"Thank you Ms. Mercy."
The trial only got worst. The prosecutors brought anyone up to the stand that had anything bad on Harry. That he was a Parselmouth, his scar, the Rita Skeeter articles, the new articles, his strong magical powers, his Apprating and showing up wherever there was an attack. Then Fudge went up and told his story of when Harry attacked him. The panel was practically saying guilty.
The defense was currently in the small room looking for a way to prove Harry's innocence.
"There's nothing we can do Professor. Let me take the fall."
"Don't be crazy Harry! Voldemort will have everyone killed once you're gone. There has to be a way. . ."
Harry picked up a piece of chocolate. "Nothing we can say will change their minds, not with Fudge being Minister. You fell the spell in the air don't you Professor?"
"What are you talking about Potter?"
"I don't know what spell it is but it's controlling everyone's thoughts. Making them believe Fudge. It only affects those in the light. Your Dark Mark protects you from the spell."
"How do you know all this?"
"I just do."
An official walked in. "Your time is up." He left.
The professor and student got up but a floating head appeared in the room.
"Hermione!"
Hermione smiled. "I've figured it out! Use a Yesterday Potion, Professor!"
"But Fudge said no truth potions Granger," Snape said rolling his eyes.
"Yesterday Potion isn't a truth potion sir. It doesn't require the drinker to say anything but show it. All it does is allow the drinker to relive a memory."
Harry lunged at Hermione and gave her a hug.
Hermione handed Snape Harry's vial. "Good luck," she said disappearing under the cloak, "and Harry I hope you don't mind that I borrowed this."
They walked out to the courtroom. The panel narrowed their eyes at Harry. He turned away from them and looked at Snape
The professor cleared his throat and said, "I'd like to call Harry Potter up to the stand." Murmurs arose.
Harry shuffled to the chair and sat down. Flashes came from the numerous cameras.
"I'd like everyone to know that a Yesterday Potion will be used on Mr. Potter. . ."
"I said no truth potions Severus. . ."
"But Yesterday Potion isn't a truth potion Minister Fudge. It allows people to see the past of another and to allow the drinker to relive a point in their life."
Fudge said nothing and a panel member stood up, "That is correct Minister. Technically it can be used." She sat back down.
Snape turned to Harry. "Now Harry why were you with Voldemort on November 1st?"
"He can summon me whenever he wants. It's some sort of spell."
"But several students saw you at breakfast that morning, explain that please."
"I'm not sure how exactly it works. My physical body stays where it's supposed to be while I go to where Voldemort wants. He's done this a few times.
The courtroom began to talk. Many were starting to accept Harry's story. The spell grew weaker.
Fudge stood up. "This is preposterous! There is no such spell; it would be in the Ministry's library! Don't believe his Dark Magic lies! He's guilty!"
"Excuse me Minister but you can not convict Mr. Potter until they're done," an official said. Fudge sat down.
"Now Harry, will you take the Yesterday Potion?"
"Yes."
In a quieter voice, Sane said, "Harry you know you'll refeel all the emotions. I'm going to have to show the 3rd Task."
:I know." Harry took the potion from Snape and drank a small portion of it. A small projection appeared over his head like a TV. Harry slumped in his seat.
"Third task just before Cedric and you touched the cup."
As if someone has put a tape in, the memory appeared in the projection. Everyone went silent to hear it.
The courtroom gasped as the scenes came to play showing Cedric dying, Wormtail, and a reborn Voldemort. Tears came to their eyes when Lily and James Potter appeared from Voldemort's wand. Mrs. Diggory sobbed when Cedric told Harry to take his body back.
The courtroom gasped again when Moody turned out to be Crouch Jr. and when his story came out. Snape let the potion run out and Harry came out of his stupor. He furiously rubbed his eyes.
"Does the panel wish to see more?"
They all nodded no. One stood up, "We have made our decision. This panel concludes that Mr. Harry J. Potter is. . ."
Copyright © 2003
Anaticulapraecantrix
Bwhahahaha cliffie. Bwhahahahaha. Expect a post very soon. Within a day or two.
Here's what's coming up: Ch 22 Verdicts and Revealings 23 The Final Battle Epilogue A New School Year
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