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"And who, exactly, are you?" Fudge asked, seemingly ignoring the stranger's first comment. Instantly, the room dissolved, and images flashed all around, too fast to catch, the people in the room, minus Harry, all shielded their eyes from the flasing images, which stopped as suddenly as they had begun.
"My name....Is James Potter." The stranger finally said, his eyes half closed. This statement was met with loud whispering.
"You must be mistaken!" Fudge yelled angrily. "James Potter was murdered by You-Know-"
"ACH TAV MA!" An angry voice yelled as Fudge started on Voldemorts usual title, 'You-Know-Who'. "NA SHI MONEAH JIAEKFE KOWAHL! (Nah, shee, money, yeekeff, kow hall.)"
As one, all present looked at the source of the voice, which happened to be Harry Potter. Fudge growled angrily and glared at Harry. James smiled with pride at his son, and glanced back up to Fudge. "He said, 'You-Know-Who!, call him by his real name....' uh...I don't think I should say the last word."
As James finished the last word, Harry screamed loudly, and collapsed to the ground in an undignified heap. "Seems like the Veritaserum finally got to him. Should be wearing off soon." James mumbled, but just loud enough for the rest of the room to hear.
"Here now...James..." Fudge said, glancing sckeptically at James, then at the unconcious body of the Boy-Who-Lived. "You don't expect us to...believe...this, do you?"
"No, I don't. And I don't have the time to bother reciting everything now. I'll be leaving now," He glared at Fudge angrily, "with my son." The onlookers continued to whisper to each other. James turned and briskly walked to Harry.
As he was picking Harry up, someone from the Jury asked him, "How is it that you are alive, James?"
James glanced up at said person, someone he didn't even know. "One does not simply 'kill' one of the Overseers of Magic." James said softly, but loud enough for all to hear. "Even though it is impossible to block the Killing Curse."
"James!" Another person, who James recognised as Albus, this time, called to him. "Would you remove the light, so that we could see a friend, once more?" James glanced downward, and realised that he hadn't removed the disgusing spell he had cast.
"Oh, of course, Albus." and immediately, in front of them stood James. Albeit, a changed James, as he had a tattoo (or that's what most people thought it was) on his forehead. James smiled at Albus, and then he and Harry disappeared.
Immediately after the disappearance of James Potter, who was dead, and claimed to be one of the Overseers of Magic, of which only the purest of purebloods knew, the courtroom was plunged into chaos. Albus could hear a few whispers of, 'Hey, he never told us why Harry wasn't in any condition to cast that spell!', and 'James Potter, alive?'.
Albus stood up and sighed. "Silencio!" he said quietly, while moving his wand in a quick jab towards the center of the room. Immediately, there was silence. Several people jumped up from their seats as their mouthes discontinued to make sounds. "Judge, Jury." Albus said in a calm, clear voice, "As you have seen, the accused has been taken away. And, as only very few of you would know, he has been taken away by one of the legendary, if not mythical, Overseers of Magic. Maybe even the Lord of Magic."
Albus paused here, and several people tried to whisper something, yet the silence charm was still in place. "This Overseer of Magic has pronounced Harry not guilty, of all his crimes. What say you, the Jury?" Dumbledore waved his wand, and the silence charm was removed.
There were a few minutes of conversation, then Amelia stood up. "After much deliberation, we pronounce the defendant, Harry Potter - "
"GYAH!" Harry yelled as he woke up, and sat bolt upright. Harry tried to slow down his breathing, but the nightmare just wouldn't go away. Different parts of Harry's life flashed before his eyes constantly, unrelenting. Harry concentrated, trying to force the memories to the back of his mind, but to no avail. Immediately, a woman apparated into his room, who looked as if she had been crying.
"Harry..." She said quietly, but Harry couldn't concentrate, the images were becoming more and more painful, repeatedly showing the same pictures over again. Harry cried out, and fell back to the bed. The images were fading now, every now and then, a memory flashed into his mind, but not as often, or as ferocious as before. Harry opened his eyes slowly, seeing the familiar stone walls of the stranger's caves. No, that wasn't right...his father's home. His home.
Harry looked down at the woman beside his bed, who was now crying freely. This stranger...no...if the other was James...then this was....Lily...his mother. Harry winced as the memory from the 31st of October, fifteen years ago, when Voldemort had murdered his parents flashed mercilessly into his mind...but no, his mother was here! The memory faded, and was gone.
"Whats wrong?" Harry asked quietly, not wanting to see his mother cry, yet still she cried, barely even noticing Harry.
After a few minutes, Lily stopped crying, and looked up at Harry, eyes red from the tears. "Harry...." she squeezed her eyes shut, as if not wanting to tell Harry. Immediately, another memory flashed into Harry's mind...the worst yet...
"Kill the spare"
"NO!" Harry yelled loudly, startling Lily, who scuttled backward. Suddenly the memory changed, turned into a dark-haired man, falling backwards....a wave of pain hit Harry, and he screamed, and fell unconcious once more.
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter. All I own is two bruises, a cut, a watch, five articles of clothing and a rusted up old computer. :-(
The Betrayal, Chapter Six: Overseer of Magic
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Sorry for the shortness of this chapter, but I wanted a nice...I mean HUGE...cliffie.
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