Hey everyone,
Well, as of the current moment there is one story that has the winning vote, along with three runner ups. Yet I decided not to consider this a legitimate final vote as there were only 10 voters and I know you are with way, way, way more out there. Therefore, did I decide to change the conditions for when I would start posting.
Please vote people,

Venquine1990

Preview #7
Victims Of Voldemort And Friends

9th of September 1995
Hogwarts Great Hall
Egbert's POV

When I first came to Hogwarts in 1988, I had a year where the Head Boy of that year was so incredible in his care and sense of responsibility that it became my dream to get the badge myself. Yet with everything that has happened over summer, it actually lessened my desire for the badge as well as curbed my reaction when I got it.
Yet my mum, ever the caring Hufflepuff who inspired me to go into that House myself, had told me that getting the badge proved that the teachers relied on me to help them keep the peace and fix the issues they seem to be having with the Ministry and the Minister's stubborn stupidity in regards to her husband and his family.

Yet now that I am at Hogwarts for over a week and it is beyond obvious that the teachers don't want help solving this issue, they want me to keep students safe from Umbridge and her bloody disgusting behavior, yet the last week has also proven that they themselves – especially McGonagall – are not planning to do so themselves.
And that is a fact that angers me beyond words as I know that most of them have something very important with me in common and over the course of the last week I checked and found dozens of students who had this in common with me as well. We all joined together over the weekend and came up with a solid plan.

A plan that is about to come into play as, late last night, I send a letter to Minister Fudge, using my title as Head Boy to invite him and his Perfect Dick Boy of an Assistant to Hogwarts for breakfast and by now I and the others in my club are just waiting for them. Yet while I can't wait to initiate my plan, am I also looking elsewhere.
Harry Potter. The boy that seems chosen by all parties involved – Dumbledore and his teachers, the student body and Fudge, Umbridge and Percival – to take the brunt of this ridiculous battle between power, reputation and the truth and the fact that adults are willing to turn a teenager into a scapegoat just utterly disgusts me.
Then again my mum has raised me to never truly believe the whole Boy-Who-Lived hype and idiocy and to always use my logic when it comes to things like that and so I never saw Harry Potter as nothing more than just another student who has come to this once incredible school to follow in his parents' footsteps.

And it's exactly those parents, as well as my dad and his family, that inspire me to see this plan to fruition, yet I also owe my mum for the execution as she managed to provide me some very helpful and crucial information that made me feel like I can pull this plan off without fearing for stupid repercussions from other parties.
Then I see the boy coming in with his two friends and instantly I turn my attention back to my own House, glaring at them with the silent threat Don't you dare as some of them had been actually voicing their delight in the fact that the boy was the Minister and Headmaster's scapegoat and I had come down on them hard as Head Boy.
Some of them had felt that I had betrayed Cedric, who I had been friends with the year before, yet this had infuriated me and I had snarled: "Cedric helped Harry when the boy needed it most, just like Harry helped Cedric. That boy is caring like a Hufflepuff, as you well know, so calling him a liar is calling him a murderer.
And I don't believe a fourteen year old like him could ever be a killer, do you?" And those that had voiced their belief of my betrayal had instantly backed down in guilt before I had made sure my House would only keep up an image of hating Harry Potter by glaring at him from a distance, but to not openly antagonize him.

And by now those that had felt I had betrayed my best friend are those that want to help Harry the most as they had seen how he kept his head high and strong regardless of how little help he gets from the teachers and how badly the other Houses – some of Gryffindor and mostly from Ravenclaw – were insulting and even bullying him.
"How can any fourteen year old take all of that?" One of them had asked and while I hated myself for it, had I muttered: "He doesn't have a choice, at least not yet." And the one voicing the question had sighed in defeat before he muttered: "Your plan can't come to fruition fast enough, Egbert." And I had agreed with them.

Then, after seeing how the boy and his friends seemed to go and sit on the half of Gryffindor Table that houses those in his House who do believe him – the Quidditch team, Neville Longbottom, the Creevey brothers, the Weasleys and a few others – and how he seems to be waiting for the mail, do I see my target enter the Great Hall.
Cornelius Fudge and Percy Weasley – or Coron Fudgeball Percy No-Name as my mum tells me many at the Ministry call them – enter the Great Hall and just the pompous way with which they walk make many of those who joined me snicker and makes me shake my head, glad my upraising kept me from getting an ego of their size and level.
"Cornelius, what a pleasant surprise. Here to announce my wonderful new role at Hogwarts?" Umbridge then simpers at him and the way she flutters her eyelashes at him makes me shudder in utter revulsion and think: "Well, there's a bit of news for the Ministerial Grapevine to stick their teeth into." Before I stand up and say:

"Actually, the Minister is here on my request." And everyone looks at him as the Minister smiles and says: "Ah, Mr. Dingleworth. Yes, yes, indeed. Thank you very much for the invitation. I take it your dearest, fine-looking mother told you the news. Oh, that sneaky girl, it was supposed to be a surprise. Naughty, naughty."
"Note to self, get mum out of that Ministry pronto." Goes through my mind as I show my revulsion at the man's simpering by groaning as well as shivering in disgust before I say: "No Minister, my mum told me nothing about your plans – because she cares nothing about your plans." The man looks shocked and I say:
"I invited you, not to further whatever sick – shut it, No-Name –." And this seems to absolutely astound Percival, yet I ignore it and say: "Agenda you might have, but to introduce you to a group of people that have formed together under a single title and creed: Victims of Voldemort and Friends. The creed; honor those lost.

And Minister, you, Dumbledore, Umbridge and everyone else who is playing along with your sick little game – is considered an enemy to the VoVaF." The Minister looks absolutely flabbergasted, but then Percival snarls: "This is Potter's work, isn't it?" To which I calmly retort: "Take a look at him and tell me yourself."
And we both turn to the boy, who looks lost and confused and shocked as he sees us turning to him before I say: "Heh, he looks confused and shocked. Not at all like someone who planned for a course of action like this.""He's faking it." Percival snarls yet I only level him with a raised eyebrow look that asks: "Are you serious?"

"Mr. Dingleworth, may I ask why you consider me an enemy of your club as well?" Dumbledore then asks and I level him the same stare before I say: "I don't consider you an enemy, Headmaster, I consider you the main enemy. Why? Because of your lack of action, strength and signs that you truly are loyal to those lost.
And because you are the one – correction one of two, Professor McGonagall – whose actions of the last week, not to mention all summer, would make Lily and James Potter roll in their graves in utter revulsion and shame the most. After all, you knew them best, so why aren't you defending their sacrifices or their son?"
And here the two reel back in shock before cringing in guilt and I go on: "Why? Because like everyone else in this backward, disgusting pile of dragon dung that was once Magical Britain, you just stick your head in the sand and pretend Lily and James never died for the sake of their son. That Voldemort was never their killer.

The same killer you are calling their son a liar on, Minister." I then turn back to the man, he himself actually eeping in shock as he takes a step back before I say: "So yes, we consider both of your factions an enemy to VoVaF; an enemy to Lily, James, my father, his family and all others that we loved and lost to that monster.
And you know what losing a loved one to a monster like that does, Minister, it embeds a certain amount of fear. Fear of that monster returning. Fear of losing more to his powers. Fear of even more grief. Fear of – like Harry Potter – becoming an orphan. And that fear, Minister, has never been stronger than the last 3 months."
The man looks shocked and then Harry proves me that he really has been let down by all those responsible for him as he asks: "So, you – you really believe me?" Yet before I can reassure the boy that there are adults who he can trust and rely on, does Percival make me want to curse him senseless as he snarls at the boy:

"Oh, just give up this stupid act, Potter. You're fooling no one with it!" But then he gets shocked beyond words as, before I can do more than glare at him and finger my wand, the older boy suddenly has four wands aimed under his throat as well as four redheads that are glaring at him as if he just killed their parents.
"You – you – you –." Percival asks in fearful shock, obviously caused by the anger he sees in their eyes, but then suddenly Harry tonelessly says: "Guys, wands down." And Ginny says: "But Harry –." But the boy shakes his head and says: "If he wants you to pick between us that's his problem, don't make it yours. Wands down."
And while the eldest of the redheads looks shocked at how passively the boy speaks of it all, do I shake my head at it all and say: "You don't deserve it, you know." And when the eldest ginger looks at me, do I say: "His mercy. You really don't deserve it." And while this seems to shock the man, does something aggravating happen.

"Hem-hem." The ever annoying, ever nerve-grating cough of that blasted toad of a woman sounds through the hall, yet instead of backing down like I have seen the teachers do so far, do I fuel the anger into my glare as I turn it to her, causing the woman to falter in her step as she moves our way and she almost falls off the stairs.
This makes it really hard for me not to smirk in glee, yet I keep it down and ask: "What do you want, criminal?" And the woman really falters from opening her mouth and Fudge asks: "Criminal? That's –." And I snarl: "A woman that willingly cuts open student's hands, yeah." And the man whitens as he hears this.
"You have no proof." The woman snarls, but I smirk and say: "Unfortunately for you, I do. Because, unfortunately for lowlives like yourself and your little Fudgeball – the Ministerial grapevine's words, not mine – I always come prepared." And with that do I show her, Fudge and Percival my hand, which is cut open with the words

I Must Not Tell Lies

The three look shocked at seeing this and I turn to glare at the teachers as I say: "You see, it's the job of the staff and the Head Boy and Girl to keep an eye on and protect the students from all forms of danger. One such danger is dangerous or harmful forms of detention. And I'm not stupid enough not to think you would be above that, Professor.
You and the Ministry have already proven all summer that you believe yourself above all others, including the rights of one of your own citizens, so the minute I saw you at that table on the 1st of September, I knew you'd target Mr. Potter and I cast a Family charm on him to keep my own personal eye on him.
And lo and behold, not even 24 hours after your introduction and you already break international laws by forcing an underage minor into using an item that, I know from personal research, not only uses their own blood, but puts a drainage on their cores as well. You were purposely breaking the law and abusing a student – and you know it."

I then act fast and while the woman seems to have gotten over her shock and is now seething in anger, do I then pluck a crystal vial with white mist flowing within out of my inner robe pocket before I say: "Susan, please make sure your aunt receives these memories of my time spent having these scars appear. At least she cares for justice."
"You can't do that!" The woman snarls, but I smirk and say: "Sorry Professor, but you're not above the law, no matter what you may think.""What is his prize?" A cold voice suddenly asks and I turn a questioning eyebrow at Weasley's way as he asks: "This degradation of the Ministry. What did Potter pay you for this?"

And while some of those around me look at the elder lad in shock, do I just turn from him to the Minister as I ask: "And you hired him for what reason again?" Shocking them both yet again before I sigh and say: "I guess it's time for one last reality check." And with that do I retrieve a second vial, only for Umbridge to summon it.
This shocks me and the woman snarls: "You are not undermining the Minister's authority any longer, Mr. Dingleworth. I won't ALLOW IT!" And with that, to the shock of everyone around her, does the woman smash the crystal vial on the ground, yet at this I smirk and think: "That was just way too easy." As the woman asks:
"What's with the blasted grin?" And I say: "Why do you think I gave that first vial to Susan? It was to make sure you would try and stop me when I pulled out the second. The crystal vial was charmed, you see, to make sure that the memory was unwatchable – unless the vial got smashed, crashed or otherwise broken."

And while the woman looks at me flabbergasted, can I only smirk and say: "People with an ego are so easy to trick." Turning her anger into a new sense of rage, yet then the memory activates and a cloud of mist forms between us from which we can all see a huge crowd in the middle of a large room, all of them adults and wearing official robes.
"Hey wait, that's dad!" The Weasleys then shout and I nod as the memory does indeed show Arthur Weasley standing at the head of the group alongside my mother and then one of the people in the group asks: "Arthur, honestly, why? Why are you still keeping us from doing what's right? Surely you don't think –."
And the man himself interrupts and says: "No, I don't believe that Harry deserved to have been trialed in front of the entire Wizengamot, but Molly's fear is stronger than ever and I know from a reliable source that his focus is currently Ministry based and I prefer to keep it that way, instead of enticing him to turn it the Minister's way."
"But this just isn't right! The Prophet is a joke, the country is becoming divided, the ICW has already started ignoring our very country – and we've got him just waiting to ambush us and to take the Minister out and take his place. Surely you see –." Yet then Arthur sighs, stopping the man in his tracks as he says:

"Of course I see all of this. But – but as long as his focus remains the way it is – at least that keeps my son and my family safe.""So you still consider him yours? Seriously? With all that he's doing? All the ways that he is mucking up? How did he even get the position? Heck, how did he ever even become Prefect all those years ago?"
This seems to shock Percy, but then Arthur speaks up and says: "I will be honest with you, Albert. Percy is making it harder with each day for me to hold onto the belief that, once this is all over and he's had his reality check and got proven that, even as high in position as he is it doesn't always make him right, he will return, but –."
Here the man sighs and says: "Molly still believes that and – and part of me – part of me wants to believe that – that the kids still believe that. Will I instantly accept Percy back once he gets his comeuppance – no. He hurt me too badly for that to happen, but I will respect his return when it happens – for the sake of my kids."

This seems to shock the entire hall and then a woman in the back of the group walks over and lies a hand on Arthur's shoulder as she says: "You're way too good for that boy, Arthur. And I doubt I will ever understand how he can be yours other than the knowledge that Molly loves you too much to ever consider cheating on you."
This makes Arthur smile at her and then something shocking happens as Amos Diggory steps forward and says: "Arthur, my boy was brought back to me by someone I know you consider a son. My family – through Harry Potter – owes yours a life debt. Take care of that lad." And Arthur nods as the image vanishes and the mist drifts off.

And that was that!
To be honest, I wanted to add a few other things, but this ending of the memory felt too perfect as an ending for this Preview and so I decided to just leave it where it is. For those of you wondering; yes, I always thought that Arthur Weasley and Sirius Black are the finest adults JK Rowling ever brought into existence.
So, I think it's safe to say that this story won't be exactly Ministry or Dumbledore friendly, but it will also feature a great fight against Voldemort – without Harry ever getting involved. Yes, this is one of those stories where Harry won't listen to the so-called prophesy and where others finally do the work for him and beat Voldemort.
Hope you like it,

Venquine1990

Further Story Parts:

Harry swears an Oath of Independence in regards to the war against Voldemort

The Weasleys and those that are Harry's friends and believe him swear an oath of Fealty to him to tie their oaths to his.

Egbert gives Harry a ring to Potter Quarter that also functions as a Port Key which was given to Egbert because his mother's family is known as Friends With The Goblin Nation

The VoVaF all change silverware lying on the Great Hall tables into Port Keys and tie them to the Potter Quarter Port Key as well as to their own remaining family members – bar Percy Weasley.

Before he leaves does Egbert further prove his rage at Dumbledore, McGonagall and even the students of Gryffindor and Ravenclaw that had the guts to believe the paper over their own fellow student, considering all Harry had done for them.

Potter Quarter is better protected than Hogwarts and was originally founded before Hogwarts (between 800 and 900 AD) and became the example upon which the Founders worked when Founding Hogwarts.

Dumbledore loses Order Members to Potter Quarter as he insists on finding Harry instead of fighting Voldemort

Fudge gets kicked out of office as the Ministerial Grapevine stops being controlled by Arthur Weasley and Mrs. Dingleworth and their anger for his incompetence reaches an all-time high.

Potter Quarter has a room with portraits of all of Harry's ancestors in it, including those who never had or got the time to make one themselves.

The Portrait room has a special password magic on the very first portrait that allows for those painted in the very last portrait to leave their portrait, yet the painted members of this portrait can never go further than the room itself.

The Revolutionized Ministry joins forces with members of the Order that didn't leave to stay with Harry, but don't feel like following Dumbledore's Patience and Seek Harry out plan either.

Voldemort stops his search for the Ministry as he realizes that Harry is no longer a factor, having left for Potter Quarter and decides to take the fight to Dumbledore as he believes the Old man won't do anything due to his belief that Harry should fight and not him. Voldemort gets proven right and Dumbledore dies.

After his death does Minerva take over the Order with Rufus Scrimgeour and do all of the teachers that fear for their lives flee to Potter Quarter in request for sanctuary along with the Order members that still worked with Dumbledore in finding the boy. The second party gets kicked out right away due to their intentions.

Potter Quarter and the land around it become a community all of its own thanks to all of the families that came with Harry, his friends and the VoVaF and in the epilogue the International Confederation recognizes it as an official country.