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Chapter 11

- Dirty Blood -

Teddy felt the elevator plummeting downwards and he hastily gripped the sides. Umbridge was looking straight forward. From her bright expression and rosy cheeks, Teddy could tell she was excited. "We have quite a lot of mudbloods to get through today." She giggled. "Mafalda you'll find all the necessary equipment already down there. Lance I'm sure you're ready with your speech."

"Ugh, yeah." He glanced at Hermione, whose big eyes had begun to look even bigger. "Been practicing all night."

"Splendid!" The doors opened and they walked out into the empty, dark corridor. The air was freezing and Teddy could feel his blooding chilling. His heart began to race more than it had before and he felt all the loss, the hurt and the fear he'd been feeling for the last few weeks rush at him.

He knew what the cause of the feeling was even before Umbridge took out her wand and spoke clearly. "Expecto Patronum!" A small silver cat jumped from the tip of her wand, trotting beside them with elegance. The door to the courtroom was getting nearer at nearer. The cat Patronus was the first to walked through the door. There was a bright light and a hollow gasping.

The cold feeling in his chest disappeared like vapor and the three strutted into the courtroom. Hermione gave a silent, terrified breath nudging Teddy and staring upwards. He followed her gaze. A bright barrier of light had formed around the tall roof, behind it was what looked like over fifteen Dementors. The cloaked figures glowered at the newcomers and the small, yet powerful Patronus which was lying lazily on the judge's bench, to which Umbridge climbed up to, the Horcrux dangling around her neck. "Right." She chirped, taking her seat.

Teddy and Hermione sat on either side of the bench, glancing constantly up at Umbridge. Teddy considered jumping up and sending a quick stunning spell in her direction, but Hermione's face said otherwise. Next a crowd of wizards and witches, all dressed in dark robes, trudged into the room and took their seats. Next a thin, matted haired man was pushed into the room.

He looked frightened as he took his seat in the center of the courtroom. "Andrew Alderton?" Umbridge said, shuffling through the pages in front of her.

"Y-yes." He stammered.

"Of 18 Persavel Road?"

He cleared his blocked throat. "Yes."

"I suppose you know why you are here today, hm?"

Andrew was slow to respond, he was seeming to have a hard time keeping it together. The Dementors were staring down at him front above and Umbridge's eyes showed little kindness. "I-I'm a h-halfblood. I sw-swear. My father William-"

"Is this your wand, Mr. Alderton?" She interrupted, seemingly bored of his pleads. She held up a long apple wood wand. Andrew nodded, shaking still. Umbridge's pink lips twisted upwards on both sides. "From which witch or wizard did you steal it from?"

"I didn't!" He shouted in fear and frustration.

"Lying will not be tolerated here."

"I'm not!" Teddy wanted so much to jump out to protect the man, but Hermione's eyes stared into his and he remained still. Umbridge just beamed, her cat Patronus sitting tall beside her, just as proud and delighted as she was. "Well... as it is obvious you won't be complying with us today. Aurors, escort him out." Teddy closed his eyes to the sounds of the man's protests and screams, until finally his voice was but a small whisper in the back of his mind.

When he opened his eyes, a young woman was moving to the same spot Andrew had been standing, she looked just as scared as he did.

"Mary Elizabeth Cattermole?" Umbridge said, peering down at the woman.

She nodded her head. "Yes."

"Of 27 Chislehurst Gardens, Great Tolling, Evesham?"

"Yes." She repeated timidly, her voice nothing more than squeak. Umbridge flipped through her notes, humming an annoying tune. "Mother to Maisie, Ellie and Alfred? Wife to Reginald?"

Mrs. Cattermole was about to say something when she caught sight of the doorway. "Reg?" There was silence, then Teddy watched in shock as the disguised form of Harry, pushed Ron into the room and towards his 'wife'. Arkie stood alone in the doorway.

"Thank you, Albert." Umbridge said and Teddy saw Harry flinch. "Mary Elizabeth Cattermole?"

"Yes?"

"A wand was taken from you upon your arrival at the Ministry today. Is this that wand?" She held up the witch's wand, something dark glistening in her black, beady eyes. "Would you please tell the court from which witch or wizard you took this wand?"

Mrs. Cattermole was at a lost for words. "I didn't take it." Her voice cracked as she spoke. "I got it in Diagon Alley, at Ollivander's, when I was 11. It chose me."

Umbridge leaned forward in her seat, the green locket around her neck shining brightly and Teddy noticed Harry slowly edging towards it. "You're lying." Umbridge giggled. "Wands only choose witches, and you are not a witch."

"But I am! Tell them, Reg. Tell them what I am." Ron didn't say anything he just stared between Harry and Umbridge. "Reg, tell them what I am!" Teddy was the first to notice Harry pulled out his wand, still glaring at Umbridge. He stood up instinctively, also pulling out his wand. Teddy also stood up, wand in hand.

"What on earth are you two doing?" Umbridge gasped, glancing between the two. The effects of the Polyjuice potion were beginning to wear off. Harry's hair was growing out and his scar was starting to form on his forehead. Teddy's hair was turning back to its usual light brown and he was shrinking back to his normal size.

"You're lying, Dolores." Harry growled now completely back to his original form. "And one mustn't tell lies. Stupefy!"