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Chapter 5: A New Minister and Escape

Friday, September 24th, 1993

Chamber of Secrets

"I've been over the journals and there's nothing more that I can help with. They confirm what Sally said, that Salazar went in search of the Dragon Warriors. If there's anything else it has to be in the ones you got from the Slytherin Vault and I can't read them." said Hermione while rubbing Sally's scales.

"I can read them, but they're so confusing. At one point he's talking about the Dragon Warriors and then he goes on a rant about Muggles. It's like reading a diary and I get bored quickly with reading them." said Harry.

"Have you looked in the Grimroire to see if there's a spell to translate written Parseltongue?" asked Hermione.

"No. I didn't think about that." said Harry sheepishly.

"That's one of the first things you should've done." said Hermione while getting up and going into the room.

"Hey." said Sally.

"Don't worry. I'll rub your scales." said Harry.

"It's right here, Harry. I can't read the spell, but the description is in English and it says that it'll translate any Parselscript for a nonspeaker. If you cast the spells on the journals I'll get started on them tonight." said Hermione.

"Thank you, Hermione." said Harry.

"Are you still planning on going to the Wizengamot meeting on Monday?" asked Hermione.

"It was a summons so technically I have to go. Also they'll be electing a new Minister." said Harry.

"Who do you think will get it?" asked Hermione.

"If I got a vote, then it'd be Madam Bones, but I can't take my seats until I'm 25." said Harry.

"But you can name a proxy. Sirius is claiming his seat on that day so ask him to be your proxy and to vote for Madam Bones." said Hermione.

"That's a good idea. Let's go to the Owlery so I can send Hedwig with a letter." said Harry getting up and heading out of the chamber.

"And once again my rubbing time is cut short." said Sally.

Monday, September 27th, 1993

The Ministry of Magic

It was strange to Harry that the normal meeting place for the Wizengamot was the same courtroom where they tried criminals, but he once again found himself in Courtroom Ten. The chairs with the shackles weren't present in the room now though. Sirius had already laid claim to his seat and Harry was called up.

"Harry James Potter you have been summoned here to give proof of your claim that you are now the Head of the Ancient and Noble House of Potter. Do you have such proof?" asked Dumbledore.

"Yes, Chief Warlock. I have the Head of House Ring that was given to me by the Goblin's. I also found out that since I was Head of the Ancient and Noble House of Slytherin. And I have that ring for proof as well." said Harry showing both rings to the Wizengamot.

"Very well. You have shown that your claims are true, however you will not be able to take your seats here until you are twenty-five years of age." said Dumbledore.

"I know, Chief Warlock, but I do have the right to assign a proxy to vote for my seats until that time and I have chose Lord Black as the proxy for my seats and he has accepted." said Harry.

"You do have that right. For our next order of business we need to elect a new Minister. I open the floor to any nominations." said Dumbledore.

After a lengthy time of nominating and debating Amelia Bones was sworn in as Minister of Magic. Rufus Scrimgeour took her place as Head of the DMLE and Kingsley Shacklebolt became Head Auror.

Headmaster's Office

The Headmaster was currently pacing in his office.

'How was Potter able to gain his Lordship?' thought Dumbledore.

All the plans that he had went away with that knowledge. In hindsight it was lucky that the man in the courtroom hadn't killed Harry at that time. Finding out that he was also Lord Slytherin was interesting though. Perhaps it would be possible to bring Harry to his side. He was already going to have to make inroads with that mongrel Riddle so why not Potter as well? More planning was needed and maybe a little help.

Monday, October 11th, 1993

"Damn it! The Dementor's are coming back. Look at the articles." said Harry.

BELLATRIX LESTRANGE ESCAPES

LESTRANGE BROTHERS FOUND DEAD IN THEIR CELLS

BELLATRIX AFTER HARRY POTTER? - DUMBLEDORE ASKS FOR DEMENTORS TO RETURN TO THE SCHOOL

"Why would Dumbledore ask for the Dementor's? When they were here for Sirius it was said he was against their placement here." said Hermione.

"Maybe he thinks Lestrange is more of a danger." said Harry.

"Well no matter the reason you're going to have to be careful. You didn't react well to them before." said Hermione.

"Oh, that reminds me. Did you notice the creatures that pull the carriages?" asked Harry.

"There are no creatures pulling the carriages. They operate by magic." said Hermione.

"I know I saw something pulling them. The next Hogsmeade Weekend is on October 30th. We'll see then." said Harry.

"Hey why don't you two wait for me anymore? Ever since you got together I've been left alone." said Ron while filling up his plate with food.

"I'm sorry Ron. I'll try and spend more time with you. It's just Hermione's been helping me a lot with this family research of mine." said Harry.

"I don't see what's so important about it." said Ron with his mouth full.

Harry didn't want to start an argument by replying so he just finished his breakfast.

Saturday, October 30th, 1993

Harry, Ron and Hermione headed to a carriage after being let through by Filch. Just as Harry thought there was a creature tied to the carriage.

"See, Hermione. It looks kind of scary, but beautiful at the same time." said Harry while reaching out and petting the creature.

"Harry, there's nothing there. It looks like your petting nothing." said Hermione.

"Let me see your hand, Hermione." said Harry.

Hermione placed her hand in Harry's hand and he slowly pulled her closer until she could feel that something was there.

"But how? Why can't I see anything. Ron, come here. Put your hand by ours." said Hermione.

Ron did so and jumped straight back.

"Whoa!. That's creepy." said Ron.

"I wonder what they're called. Maybe we should ask Hagrid." said Harry.

"We'll do that when we get back." said Hermione.

Sunday, October 31st, 1993

They ended up finding out from Hagrid that the creatures were called Thestrals and they could only be seen by someone who'd seen someone die, but that's not what Harry was thinking about now.

Of all the days for a Quidditch game to be played on it had to be Halloween. Halloween and it was pouring rain outside. At least the rain was being taken care of by Hermione's Impervious charm, but she couldn't fix the fact that it was Halloween.

The game was furious. Hufflepuff was matching Gryffindor point for point and they were doing it fairly. Harry kind of wished they were playing against Slytherin and having to deal with their dirty tricks.

Just when his mind was wandering the Snitch appeared right in front of him. Harry tried to catch it, but it moved out of reach. Harry shot right after the Snitch and could feel Cedric right behind him. Harry was so close to grabbing it, but the Snitch shot upward higher and higher. He was almost close enough when he saw his broom start to freeze. Then he saw them. Dementor's the Snitch was dodging them and Harry followed it trying to keep away so he could turn back but one came by him and tried to kiss him it seemed. Harry swiped at the Snitch one last time before falling off his broom.

Harry was picking up speed quickly and didn't know what to do when as he got closer to the ground he felt himself slow down a bit but he still slammed hard into the ground. The last thing he heard before passing out was,

"Harry Potter has the Snitch! Gryffindor Wins!"

By the Quidditch Stands

Why did she save him. All she wanted was to see the boy. The boy who defeated Voldemort. Defeated but not destroyed for good.

When he fell she should've let him die. That's what the one pulling her strings now wants if he doesn't fall in line. But something inside her stopped her and she slowed his fall. Now she had to leave before anyone saw her. So she left to carry out her task.

Flashback

"Bellatrix Lestrange. How are you doing?" asked Dumbledore.

"How do you think I'm doing in here. What do you want, Dumbledore?" asked Bellatrix.

"I want to set you free." said Dumbledore.

"You're here to kill me?" asked Bellatrix.

"Not at all. I did kill your husband and his brother, but I did it to free you. Surely you can feel that your mind is yours again." said Dumbledore.

"Enough of the games, Dumbledore. Tell me what you want." said Bellatrix.

"I want you to find your master for me. Tell him that there is someone who wishes to meet with him." said Dumbledore.

"With my mind free you and I both know that he's not my master." said Bellatrix.

"True, but if you want to live you'll pretend for me." said Dumbledore.

"You might as well kill me now. You know that Voldemort won't meet with you." said Bellatrix.

"Well he won't be meeting me per se." said Dumbledore as his features started to change. "Go to Albania. There you'll find Voldemort. Tell him that Gellert Grindelwald requires a meeting."

Author's Note: Yes I'm keeping the Grindelwald/Dumbledore switch in this, but I hope to do it better this time. Thank you to everyone for reading and to those who have favorited, followed and reviewed. Please favorite, follow and review to let me know what you think.