People were milling around the Quidditch Pitch of New Hogwarts, chattering
nervously, though excitedly. They stared at wonder at the lush green grass
they were standing on, and then up into the sky and at Earth that now
looked so much like The Moon once did. That day it was a 'full earth'.
After a few minutes, house elves appeared and started serving drinks, snacks and some potions to calm those who were in a panic, or were grieving for a loved one lost to the Muggles. They were left to mingle for a half hour before Harry Potter, dressed in a billowing white robe came forward and spoke to them. "Today has been a long day for everyone, I know. But for now I must speak about where we are and what we will do." He stopped as several voices came from the crowd, all of them advising that they eradicate the muggles and take revenge, one of them he recognized as both Malfoy Sr. and Jr.
Raising his hands above his head to bring silence, he said loudly and calmly, "The Muggles will be punished... But we will not be reduced to acting like Death Eaters! For now, we must prepare for our new lives here. As you may have noticed, we are on Luna... The Moon. After the battle with Voldemort, I felt the wards of Hogwarts fall. A last gift, from the Heir of Slytherin. The full details won't be discussed here, but I saw the danger and I prepared for what was to come. I just wish I could have saved more.
"So, here we are. There is enough land here for three different types of homes. There are currently several apartment buildings in what will become the city. These may remain empty for a while, because they are designed for the younger people who wish to leave home... but after the events, there will be many families who won't want to be separated. Nothing will be forced on you. There are also thousands of plots of land with enough room for a large house and yard, or small house and large yard. The choice is yours. Lastly, there will be large, agricultural areas, and people who want to live there, will be relied upon by the rest for food, wood...
"But for the week, things will have to wait. Right now I must speak to certain people about the future in private. I would ask that Albus Dumbledore, Minerva McGonagall, Severus Snape, and Poppy Pomfrey... Any other stuff of Hogwarts who is here, please go to the Great Hall and wait there. Also, Alastor Moody, Kingsley Shacklebot, Amelia Bones, Arthur Weasley and... Cornelius Fudge, I'd ask you all to meet me at the entrance to the Head Master's Office.
"To everyone else you will find tents in the Great Hall. One per family please, and you're of course welcome to expand the insides as you see fit... You might find, as I did, that magic is rather easier to use here... Oh, and one last thing... Until further notice, the age restriction on magic outside of School, is rescinded... But since we are at Hogwarts, that's a rather moot point." With that, he disappeared. There was no pop of Apparation, just silence over the crowd. But they weren't all that surprised, either. Not after they thought about the fact that they were on The Moon, looking up at the Earth. The Hogwarts Staff, and those Ministry Officials asked to meet with Harry stepped out of the crowd and made their way into the castle, towards where they assumed the office would be (if the layout of the castle was the same). The other staff was a bit slower, but also made their way into the castle, towards the great hall. Having nothing else to do but wait, they made sure the rush for the huge piles of tents in the area was as stress free as possible.
Albus Dumbledore stood before a stone gargoyle, his eyes twinkling as he tried the game of guessing the password. He was going by his own rules of using the names of sweets, and wasn't getting very far. When he took a break to think of more, the gargoyle moved and let them up to the office, where they found Harry sitting behind the desk. Like a proud father, Albus commented, "The desk looks good on you Harry. You'll one day make a good Head Master, I think."
Smiling, Harry replied, "Thank you, Head Master." Looking at the others, Harry frowned slightly and asked, "Was Arthur held back by Molly?"
A voice from the door, soft and hoarse told him, "No... He didn't make it, Harry." With a glance down at the desk, and a moment of silence shared by everyone else in the room, Harry looked back up. "I'm sorry, Ron. I'd ask you to stay in his place, but you would probably want to get back to your brothers and sister. Please tell Molly that I'm sorry and that I'll stop by to visit you all in a couple of hours."
With a nod, Ron slowly turned around, but not before offering some advice. "I know how you are, Harry... Cedric, Sirius, Seamus, Dean... None of it was your fault, Harry, and neither was Dad or any of the others... Just remember that and that we are all alive only because you saved us." And the door closed as Ron returned to his family.
Wiping away a couple of tears, and taking a deep breath, Harry stood from the chair and walked over to Dumbledore. "Albus, I'll give the wards to you now if you want... But I want you to consider something... We need a strong leader now and I want you to consider nominating yourself in the election before I announce it later today."
He was about to answer when Fudge leapt out of his chair, his voice loud and pompous, "You what? We have a Minister already! Me! I am the strong leader and no one else is, do you hear me, you insolent brat?"
His own voice louder than Fudge's and the shouts of "Minister," "Cornelius" and "Fudge" from the others in the room, Harry boomed, "You are a strong nothing, Fudge! I included your name in my invitation to promote the vision that you may have a bit of backbone, or something else that would make a good leader... But you don't, and I'm giving you the choice of doing what's right for all the people out there and resigning, or I can arrange it so that you missed the shuttles."
Silence reigned for a full minute as that was digested, before Fudge started stammering, "You... You wouldn't... You... You couldn't..."
"Don't doubt that I can do that or more. I don't hate you so much that I want you dead, Cornelius, but I will do what is needed to make sure those people survive. You will be seen as the humble man who did what was needed in the state of emergency if you resign. I'm sure you'll be given a high position in the Ministry. We will need someone to head the new Lands and Housing department. I'll give you two hours to make up your mind, and then I'll be talking to the people. There's another office off the hall where you can sit and think. Get something to eat and drink."
Looking quite numb, Fudge stood and walked out of the room. Harry looked at Dumbledore, who shook his head, saying, "You handled that differently than I would have, Harry... But you did the right thing. I don't want to be Minister, Harry, but I will do what must be done."
Nodding, Harry sat back down. "Then onto other matters of importance. It's only a matter of time before the... Coalition figures out that they were just attacking Britain and that there must be more of us all over the world. We will be evacuating the rest of the population in the next week. When I talk tonight it will go out to the Earth and the other wizarding nations also. Mad-eye, how many Aurors are there left, and will they still be ready to work?"
"None of my people were killed. They knew something was wrong and got themselves and their families to safety."
"Okay, good. Make sure that all those that are willing are ready incase they are needed. Also, keep a damn good eye on the Malfoys, Grabbes, Goyles, Parkingsons and Zabinis. The last thing we need is the Death Eaters deciding it's time to have some fun. The Muggles attacked, so they will be kicking up the dirt at Muggle Borns, and since no one will be able to get to Earth to get some revenge, they might take it out on them..."
Moody nodded, writing something down in a book he was holding.
"Madame Pomfrey, there is a spot about a kilometer to the west of the castle that has been marked as the new site of St. Mungo's. Could you please talk to the doctors and get them to come see me tomorrow? I'm going to transport the entire building." The woman gasped slightly, but nodded that she would do what she was asked.
"Minerva... Snape... Keep the Gryffindor and Slytherins the hell away from each other. Make it clear that anything done to the other out of school will come back to haunt them during the year... Kingsley, we need a list of those killed or missing. Also, start talking to people about what sort of memorial there should be. I have everything else under control right now, so please feel free to return to your families, or do what I asked. I'll be talking to them in about half an hour. Someone tell Fudge to come back in here."
Just as everyone was rising from their seats, someone burst in through the door, sneering at those present and pointing his cane at Harry, who calmly stated, "Lucius? Get out."
"Get out? Get out? Potter, I am a Governor of this school, and the only person who will be telling someone to get out, is myself. That being said. Get out of that chair, out of that office and out of this castle!"
Harry started laughing softly, shaking his head back and forth. "You're telling me to get out of that which I created? No, you see Lucius, in this new world, respect, power, position... That is earned, not bought. You were a Governor of Hogwarts, but you aren't anything here at New Hogwarts, or on Luna. You are equal to everyone else, and until I help the Goblins relocate, you can't buy anyone off. You can't do anything. Now, get out."
With a yell of frustration, and a warning, "You've not heard the last of this, Potter," Malfoy Sr. turned on his heel and started to leave, but not without a final word from Harry, "I don't fear your threats, Malfoy, but if I hear of anyone else being threatened, or blackmailed into something, you will be the first to populate out new prison. Remember, no money, no buying your innocence."
After a few minutes, house elves appeared and started serving drinks, snacks and some potions to calm those who were in a panic, or were grieving for a loved one lost to the Muggles. They were left to mingle for a half hour before Harry Potter, dressed in a billowing white robe came forward and spoke to them. "Today has been a long day for everyone, I know. But for now I must speak about where we are and what we will do." He stopped as several voices came from the crowd, all of them advising that they eradicate the muggles and take revenge, one of them he recognized as both Malfoy Sr. and Jr.
Raising his hands above his head to bring silence, he said loudly and calmly, "The Muggles will be punished... But we will not be reduced to acting like Death Eaters! For now, we must prepare for our new lives here. As you may have noticed, we are on Luna... The Moon. After the battle with Voldemort, I felt the wards of Hogwarts fall. A last gift, from the Heir of Slytherin. The full details won't be discussed here, but I saw the danger and I prepared for what was to come. I just wish I could have saved more.
"So, here we are. There is enough land here for three different types of homes. There are currently several apartment buildings in what will become the city. These may remain empty for a while, because they are designed for the younger people who wish to leave home... but after the events, there will be many families who won't want to be separated. Nothing will be forced on you. There are also thousands of plots of land with enough room for a large house and yard, or small house and large yard. The choice is yours. Lastly, there will be large, agricultural areas, and people who want to live there, will be relied upon by the rest for food, wood...
"But for the week, things will have to wait. Right now I must speak to certain people about the future in private. I would ask that Albus Dumbledore, Minerva McGonagall, Severus Snape, and Poppy Pomfrey... Any other stuff of Hogwarts who is here, please go to the Great Hall and wait there. Also, Alastor Moody, Kingsley Shacklebot, Amelia Bones, Arthur Weasley and... Cornelius Fudge, I'd ask you all to meet me at the entrance to the Head Master's Office.
"To everyone else you will find tents in the Great Hall. One per family please, and you're of course welcome to expand the insides as you see fit... You might find, as I did, that magic is rather easier to use here... Oh, and one last thing... Until further notice, the age restriction on magic outside of School, is rescinded... But since we are at Hogwarts, that's a rather moot point." With that, he disappeared. There was no pop of Apparation, just silence over the crowd. But they weren't all that surprised, either. Not after they thought about the fact that they were on The Moon, looking up at the Earth. The Hogwarts Staff, and those Ministry Officials asked to meet with Harry stepped out of the crowd and made their way into the castle, towards where they assumed the office would be (if the layout of the castle was the same). The other staff was a bit slower, but also made their way into the castle, towards the great hall. Having nothing else to do but wait, they made sure the rush for the huge piles of tents in the area was as stress free as possible.
Albus Dumbledore stood before a stone gargoyle, his eyes twinkling as he tried the game of guessing the password. He was going by his own rules of using the names of sweets, and wasn't getting very far. When he took a break to think of more, the gargoyle moved and let them up to the office, where they found Harry sitting behind the desk. Like a proud father, Albus commented, "The desk looks good on you Harry. You'll one day make a good Head Master, I think."
Smiling, Harry replied, "Thank you, Head Master." Looking at the others, Harry frowned slightly and asked, "Was Arthur held back by Molly?"
A voice from the door, soft and hoarse told him, "No... He didn't make it, Harry." With a glance down at the desk, and a moment of silence shared by everyone else in the room, Harry looked back up. "I'm sorry, Ron. I'd ask you to stay in his place, but you would probably want to get back to your brothers and sister. Please tell Molly that I'm sorry and that I'll stop by to visit you all in a couple of hours."
With a nod, Ron slowly turned around, but not before offering some advice. "I know how you are, Harry... Cedric, Sirius, Seamus, Dean... None of it was your fault, Harry, and neither was Dad or any of the others... Just remember that and that we are all alive only because you saved us." And the door closed as Ron returned to his family.
Wiping away a couple of tears, and taking a deep breath, Harry stood from the chair and walked over to Dumbledore. "Albus, I'll give the wards to you now if you want... But I want you to consider something... We need a strong leader now and I want you to consider nominating yourself in the election before I announce it later today."
He was about to answer when Fudge leapt out of his chair, his voice loud and pompous, "You what? We have a Minister already! Me! I am the strong leader and no one else is, do you hear me, you insolent brat?"
His own voice louder than Fudge's and the shouts of "Minister," "Cornelius" and "Fudge" from the others in the room, Harry boomed, "You are a strong nothing, Fudge! I included your name in my invitation to promote the vision that you may have a bit of backbone, or something else that would make a good leader... But you don't, and I'm giving you the choice of doing what's right for all the people out there and resigning, or I can arrange it so that you missed the shuttles."
Silence reigned for a full minute as that was digested, before Fudge started stammering, "You... You wouldn't... You... You couldn't..."
"Don't doubt that I can do that or more. I don't hate you so much that I want you dead, Cornelius, but I will do what is needed to make sure those people survive. You will be seen as the humble man who did what was needed in the state of emergency if you resign. I'm sure you'll be given a high position in the Ministry. We will need someone to head the new Lands and Housing department. I'll give you two hours to make up your mind, and then I'll be talking to the people. There's another office off the hall where you can sit and think. Get something to eat and drink."
Looking quite numb, Fudge stood and walked out of the room. Harry looked at Dumbledore, who shook his head, saying, "You handled that differently than I would have, Harry... But you did the right thing. I don't want to be Minister, Harry, but I will do what must be done."
Nodding, Harry sat back down. "Then onto other matters of importance. It's only a matter of time before the... Coalition figures out that they were just attacking Britain and that there must be more of us all over the world. We will be evacuating the rest of the population in the next week. When I talk tonight it will go out to the Earth and the other wizarding nations also. Mad-eye, how many Aurors are there left, and will they still be ready to work?"
"None of my people were killed. They knew something was wrong and got themselves and their families to safety."
"Okay, good. Make sure that all those that are willing are ready incase they are needed. Also, keep a damn good eye on the Malfoys, Grabbes, Goyles, Parkingsons and Zabinis. The last thing we need is the Death Eaters deciding it's time to have some fun. The Muggles attacked, so they will be kicking up the dirt at Muggle Borns, and since no one will be able to get to Earth to get some revenge, they might take it out on them..."
Moody nodded, writing something down in a book he was holding.
"Madame Pomfrey, there is a spot about a kilometer to the west of the castle that has been marked as the new site of St. Mungo's. Could you please talk to the doctors and get them to come see me tomorrow? I'm going to transport the entire building." The woman gasped slightly, but nodded that she would do what she was asked.
"Minerva... Snape... Keep the Gryffindor and Slytherins the hell away from each other. Make it clear that anything done to the other out of school will come back to haunt them during the year... Kingsley, we need a list of those killed or missing. Also, start talking to people about what sort of memorial there should be. I have everything else under control right now, so please feel free to return to your families, or do what I asked. I'll be talking to them in about half an hour. Someone tell Fudge to come back in here."
Just as everyone was rising from their seats, someone burst in through the door, sneering at those present and pointing his cane at Harry, who calmly stated, "Lucius? Get out."
"Get out? Get out? Potter, I am a Governor of this school, and the only person who will be telling someone to get out, is myself. That being said. Get out of that chair, out of that office and out of this castle!"
Harry started laughing softly, shaking his head back and forth. "You're telling me to get out of that which I created? No, you see Lucius, in this new world, respect, power, position... That is earned, not bought. You were a Governor of Hogwarts, but you aren't anything here at New Hogwarts, or on Luna. You are equal to everyone else, and until I help the Goblins relocate, you can't buy anyone off. You can't do anything. Now, get out."
With a yell of frustration, and a warning, "You've not heard the last of this, Potter," Malfoy Sr. turned on his heel and started to leave, but not without a final word from Harry, "I don't fear your threats, Malfoy, but if I hear of anyone else being threatened, or blackmailed into something, you will be the first to populate out new prison. Remember, no money, no buying your innocence."