Candidate Rebirth
AN: if you read the last chapter the first day it was posted, sorry, I forgot to save edits pointed out to me by proofreader before uploading it.
AN2: Question, isn't it odd that the Monetary situation of the Wesley's doesn't improve after Percy gets a job, and is pout of Hogwarts?
Chapter 10: Human howler monkeys are loud.
It was the day after the... incident with Ronald Weasley, and Dumbledore was stalking into the hospital wing before breakfast. The conversation with the boy's mother last night did not go well, wich made him even more irritable.
Ron had just finished getting dressed when Dumbledore came in.
"Sit," the old an said.
Ron was about to protest when he noticed the expression on Dumbledore's face, and so he meekly sat on the bed.
"What were you thinking!?" the old man roared.
"What? I didn't do anything wrong! She just hit me nor no reason!" the redhead whined.
"What about you Groping her? Or kissing her against her will? Or how about saying you were going to kill her sister and take over her nation?" Dumbledore replied.
Ron opened his mouth to speak, but was cut off.
"For some reason you seem to believe that you had a right to do these things. Let me say right now, you don't. The idea of you marring her, especially after what you did is ludicrous. You have been banned from her nation upon pain of death, and she said she won't hold back next time."
"But you said..." Ron started.
The old man shook his head and replied, "I said I would try to get you engaged to her, not that I would succeed. You, by your actions, made it pointless even to try. I have told your mother about your actions as well."
"What? Why? All I did was try and get to know my future wife better!" Ron exclaimed, paling.
"You groped and forced a kiss from the sister to a leader of a nation! One that you had no business even touching! You are not engaged to her, and I'm not going to even bring up the idea. If you touch her, or any other female, like that again you will be expelled. You are already on thin ice after being held back, so don't push me on this," with his piece said, Dumbledore left for his morning meal.
Ron quietly seethed for a few minutes before he realized that he might miss breakfast, and ran out the door.
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Breakfast soon started, and Chloe along with her friend were eating, and then an old owl flew in, dropped a red letter in front of her, and flew out after taking a dump in a redhead's food.
Curious, the candidate ignored the warnings that were getting sent to her by the rest of her house.
The letter tore itself from her gentle grip and formed a pair of lips, that started shouting:
HOW DARE YOU ATTACK MY SON YOU WHORE! AND HOW DARE YOU GET ME ARRESTED! YOU SHOULD FEEL...
At that point Chloe grabbed the letter, crushed it, threw it in the air and shot it with a firebolt, a pissed expression on her face.
At the head table Dumbledore had his face in his hand, he wasn't expecting that Molly Weasley would do this, after all it was the reflexive action from what her son was doing that caused it. The fact that Chloe destroyed it before it could make thins worse was a blessing, until Chloe spoke, and her words set the family against her, "How dare that bitch scream at me for what's her son's damn fault, assuming that her son is the asshole from yesterday." she then turned to Dumbledore and formally asked, "Can we meet later headmaster? I would like to discuss what would be the appropriate response to this, as the younger sister of the goddess of Leanbox."
"Very well Chloe, come to my office tonight at seven, I will also discuss this with the one who sent the Howler."
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Classes went oddly for Chloe, as she kept overpowering her spells. Instead of turning a matchstick into a needle, she ended up turning it into a metal spear a foot thick and twelve feet long, almost skewering the professor.
She ended up with a detention and the loss of ten points, despite it being and accident.
She didn't know it but the incident was just an excuse McGonagall used to punish her for injuring one of her lions.
It was a grumpy Chloe that made her way to charms, after a quick lunch.
It was a mortified Chloe that ran to get the mediwitch after she blinded her entire class with a light spell.
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At seven Chloe made her way with Cyberconnect2 to the headmaster's office, and they both started working on some letters. Normally Dumbledore wouldn't do this, but Chloe is also a high ranking member of a foreign government, which meant that a response would be needed, if only to sooth ruffled feathers.
Dumbledore recommended two letters, one to Molly Weasley, and one to Arthur.
After bouncing wording off each other for an hour they had two letters.
Chloe and CC made a trip to the Owlry before heading back to the dorms. After all tomorrow was the fist weekend, and they planned on heading home, so that they could get some questing done ,and Chloe had blitzball practice, they would leave right after breakfast.
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Breakfast at the Weasley residence was a quiet affair, with their children either at school, or work. Two school owls flew in and deposited letters in front of the two occupants.
They both opened them, and both went red in anger, although the anger was directed at different people.
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Arthur read the letter with increasing anger, both at his son, whom he taught better than that, and his wife.
To Arthur Weasley:
My Name is Chloe, Goddess Candidate of Leanbox. On the second of September your son accosted me in an inappropriate manner, that constituted sexual harassment and molestation. He grabbed my chest and as I was stunned by his audacity, he kissed me against my will. I reflexively took a swing at him, and at the last second held back enough not to kill him.
I am not sorry for this, as he should've known better than to do such things.
To continue, I had agreed to let the injuries be the punishment, but your wife sent something called a howler , which I destroyed before the third line came out, but heavily implied I should be honored to have received such attention from your son, despite the fact that I'm technically the second in command of my nation.
This also doesn't take into account your son's plans, by which I got directly from his mouth. He planned to, assuming he could either marry, which will not happen, or complete his plan, which is not likely, kill my sister, and take over my nation.
On the first of September, your wife grabbed me while I was heading towards the platform. She then attempted to drag me off somewhere.
This is unacceptable, the same with the actions of your wife.
They have both been banned from Leanbox upon pain of death.
If I see that owl come with another shouting letter, I will firebolt the letter, and not care if the owl gets it as well.
I will be out of Hogwarts until late Sunday, if you have a reply, or questions, I will be available to answer them after I get back.
Sincerely,
Chloe, Goddess Candidate of Leanbox.
"Molly, please explain yourself," he said tightly.
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Molly was shaking in fury at the letter in her hand, and was vowing to write another howler to the ungrateful girl.
To Molly Weasley:
Your shouting letter this morning was not appreciated. By what right do you have to send it? Due to a reflexive action that your son precipitated? Your son had no right to touch me like that, or to kiss me, but you act like I should be honored to have had it happen.
Then came your actions the day before, what right did you have to grab me?
You and your son are banned from Leanbox, upon pain of death.
Sincerely,
Chloe, Goddess Candidate of Leanbox.
She was about to stand up and get hew howler supplies, when her husband spoke, "Molly, please explain yourself."
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Molly Weasley, normally used to running her household with an iron fist, knew when her husband was in a take charge mood, and she could tell that he was in such a mood today.
"Arthur, she put hour son in the hospital wing," she explained.
"And the fact that you implied she should be honored that he molested her? Or that you grabbed her? I taught him better than that, and you had no right to touch her," Arthur's reply came out harsher than his normal tone. He then continued before his wife could speak. "You will write an apology, which I will deliver personally Monday, along with my own apologies, as well as an order that no revenge will be taken on the girl."
"An apology!?" Molly screeched. "Why? She attacked..."
"Molly," Arthur said as he slammed his fist on the table, bruising it badly. "that girl is high up in her nation's government. Molesting said person is bad enough, insulting her, and implying that she should be honored by the attention makes it much worse. You will write the apology, and you will be sincere about it, and you will ignore the fact she exists from now on.
We have an emergency session today, about whom to send as an ambassador to this Leanbox. It was decided to push it to today so that Dumbledore could get a handle on how to handle the current representatives he has at his school, as well as talk to them. I was told that since I knew the most about Muggles I might be sent, but now that promotion is out of reach because you decided to run your mouth. Ron could've started a war and you think he was in the right."
Leaving a speechless wife behind he headed for the session.
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Two hours. They had been arguing on whom to send for two full hours.
Arthur, whom was their first choice because of the fact he worked with muggle objects, bowed out as he explained that his son and wife weren't allowed in Leanbox.
Some others like Lucius refused to go because of personal reasons.
Mainly because of the loss of influence.
Eventually the minister put his foot down.
"Enough, I will send Deloris Umbridge to be our ambassador, at least to start with. That way we can take our time, combing through personnel files."
Dumbledore spoke up with an objection, "Objection, she isn't the most... tolerant of different people. We want someone whom won't insult them for being different. I also have a list of laws that the ambassador will need to read, and they need to understand that they don't believe in diplomatic immunity, since each nation has the same basic laws."
"Nonsense, she had my complete trust, she'll do fine, she's just temporary anyway," Fudge replied, not noticing the glare his undersecretary was giving him. "I think all departments should look through their files and submit between one and three for consideration. Now a Vote, Deloris Umbridge for the position of Leanbox Ambassador."
Wands were lit, and with a very slim majority she won the position, and went home to pack. An hour later she, the candidate, and her partner were taken by the phoenix, whom decided to step up his plan to get Chloe with his cousin, so he wouldn't have to transport Pepto-Bismol woman again.
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The day after Chloe left for her school, Vert started construction on a dimensional transporter, based off one that was in Histore's pages. The same one that Neptune and Nepgear used to return from Uzemi's world. She estimated that it would take two weeks to complete.
The fact that Histore had such a device made Vert smash her head into a wall... repetitively. As they could've had it made two years ago.
She was just glad the first week was a short one, so she wouldn't have to do too long without her sister.
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Back to the present, Chloe was talking a deep breath of her home air, and feeling invigorated by the much more plentiful shares present in her nation.
CC was happy to be home as well, she was also getting stiff from not smashing monsters on as near daily occurrence.
Umbridge had her face in a sneer as she took in the city, a city so unlike what she was used to.
The sneer deepened as Vert ran out of the Basilicom and gave her sister a giant hug.
After the hug Vert turned to the Ambassador and said, "Hello, My name is Vert, and I'm the goddess of Leanbox. W have a guest suite set up for you. I will lead you to it."
Umbridge opened her mouth and said...
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End chapter.
Dark lord Cliffy strikes again!
EN: about Ron failing a year, He didn't have anyone to mooch off of, and his self motivation sucks, so I could see it happening too easily.