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'Thoughts'
Parseltongue
"There you are Mr. Potter. Nice of you to join us." The minister said with a smirk.
"I apologize, Minister. I had been getting my wand checked when an auror came up to me and informed me that the time and location of the trial had been changed." Harry said politely.
Many snorted as a pink clad witch gave a shrill laugh. "A likely story. A letter would have been sent to inform you."
Harry gave her a sweet smile. "Do you have any proof that I am lying?" He asked her. "You could always ask the auror who informed me. I believe his name was Shacklebolt? The woman who checked my wand witnessed this as well as Mr. Weasley who brought me in and witnessed the auror informing me. I'm sure that more people witnessed it since the area was crowded."
"Um well…" She coughed.
"I thought so." He looked at the minister. "I would like to request the use of veritaserum to be used during my questioning. I would also like to request to see all evidence being used against me." Harry spoke in a polite, confident tone.
That made him receive looks of shock. "E-excuse me?" The minister managed to ask.
"As you just saw no one is going to believe one word I say. Using the truth serum will make it so that I can't tell a lie and therefore no one will say I'm lying without proof. As for the evidence used against me I want to see it. I have the right to see it and I want a chance to defend myself. It is my right to request both." He said.
A witch with a monocle gave him an approving look. "That is indeed correct Mr. Potter."
'Ha! Suck it Fudge. Ew! That sounded wrong.' Harry thought.
"Bring in the healer, the potion, and the evidence." The minister ordered trying to hide his irritation.
"Yes sir." Percy left the courtroom.
"Great now I'll be able to defend myself and I won't get called a liar without proof." The teen said cheerfully.
"What are you implying Mr. Potter?" The minister glared at him.
"I'm not implying anything sir. I am referring to earlier when that woman implied I was lying." He pointed at the pink toad. "She had no proof that I was."
"I had proof." She protested.
"And that is?" He asked.
"The paper-" She began only for Harry to cut her off.
"Is a bunch of made up garbage. They write for more viewers and don't ever check their facts." He said. "I read an article in my first year at Hogwarts. They were doing a piece on me going there. In the article it said that my favorite color is red and that I loved chocolate. Apparently they had a similar article when I was seven. The article was wrong. My favorite color was and still is teal. I hate chocolate. I'm not a fan of sugar." He said.
"T-that… you're just saying that so that you can say that the article is a lie. Every child loves chocolate." She argued.
"Prove it." He challenged with a raised eyebrow.
"W-w-well…." She stopped knowing that she couldn't.
Her face was bright red and she was glaring at him. Harry was used to being glared at and her's wasn't as bad as his uncle's. A few minutes later the doors opened to reveal Percy and a brown haired woman in light blue healer robes.
"I have everything you asked for and the healer sir." Percy said.
"Give him the evidence to look for. Come here healer Abbott." The minister ordered.
"Yes sir." Both Percy and the healer said.
Percy gave him the evidence that was being used against him. They were just copies. The redhead winked at him. Harry gave an inaudible sigh of relief. While Ron and Hermione were his friends they were more loyal to Dumbledore than they were to him. He wasn't sure if they knew the man's plans but he was cautious. His best friend was actually Percy. They kept it a secret because of Ron's jealousy and because of Dumbledore. He had been the one Harry told and he believed him. He knew that Percy wasn't talking to his family. Since the trial he hadn't heard anything from him. It made him worry that Percy was on the ministry's side. The wink proved otherwise.
Percy walked away and Harry looked through it. All that it was, was passed records of his use of magic outside of school and his detention record. He had already brought in counter evidence for the incident the summer before second year and the reason for using it on his aunt. He could just list the name of the professor that gave him the most detentions and the reasons for them. He was confident that he wasn't getting expelled.
"I finished looking through the evidence." Harry told them.
"Administer the veritaserum." Fudge ordered.
"Yes sir." Hannah's mum said.
The woman went over to him. She checked him over for spells and potions. Finding none but a tracking spell she administered the potion. She wrote down the spell that she had found. She gave it to Percy who gave it to the minister. The man frowned but would look into it later. For now he waited. Healer Abbott waited for his eyes to glaze over before asking basic questions.
"What is your full name?" She asked.
"Harrison James Potter." He answered emotionlessly.
"What is your age?" She asked next.
"I'm fifteen." He said.
"What year are you in?"
"Fifth year."
"Ask what his favorite color is and if he likes chocolate." Fudge said.
"Okay." The healer looked confused. "What is your favorite color?"
"Teal." He answered.
"Do you like chocolate?" She asked next.
"No."
"The potion is working so the last two questions have been answered truthfully." She said.
"Thank you." Fudge said.
"You're welcome sir." She went off to the side of the room.
"Where were you at on August second, nineteen ninety five?" Fudge asked.
"I had been at the park." Harry answered.
"What were you doing there?" He asked.
"Hiding from my cousin." He said.
"Why were you hiding from him?"
"He wanted to play Harry Hunting." Harry answered. 'Stop asking these questions and get on with it.' He pleaded.
"What is Harry Hunting?" He asked, not liking the name.
"A game my cousin made up. Dudley and his friends will chase me and if they manage to catch me the five of them will beat me up." He answered. 'Please stop.'
Percy was the only one not shocked. He had been told. He tried to help but his parents refused to believe them and Dumbledore wasn't an option. He knew that the old man knew. He had been planning on having it reported once more now that Dumbledore didn't have so much sway at the moment. Last time the report disappeared and Dumbledore had told him how disappointed he was that Percy thought he would leave Harry to be abused. He just hoped that they helped now that they learned about Harry's home life.
"Does anyone know about it?" Fudge asked.
"Yes."
"Who?"
"Everyone in the neighborhood, my aunt and uncle, Dudley's school, Dumbledore, and Percy." He answered.
Fudge wrote it down. He gave a look to Percy but the redhead didn't look at him.
"If they knew why didn't they do anything about it?" He asked.
"Uncle Vernon told them I was a delinquent and I started it. Dumbledore said he didn't believe me. Percy tried but was ignored." He said.
"What do you mean Percy was ignored?" He asked.
"His parents said that Dumbledore wouldn't let that happen. They didn't believe him. I told him about Dumbledore and he reported it last year but the report disappeared and Dumbledore told him he was disappointed in him for reporting it." He answered.
Fudge really didn't like what he was hearing. "So Dumbeldore knew?"
"Yes."
"Did you tell him?" He asked.
"Yes."
"When?"
"At the end of my first year." Harry said.
"What did you tell him?" He asked.
"I told him about the cupboard being my bedroom until the letter arrived. I told him how they gave me Dudley's second bedroom. I told him about the lack of food, the beatings from Uncle Vernon and Dudley." He said. 'Please stop.' He pleaded again feeling ashamed that he had let it happen.
"What was his response?" Fudge asked next.
"He told me how disappointed he was with me. He couldn't understand why I was lying about such good people. Told me to never speak about it again." Harry answered.
"Did you tell anyone else?"
"Only Percy."
"Just him?"
"Yes."
"Why?" The minister asked.
"Dumbledore had been my last hope. I thought he would be different than the Muggles because he showed interest in me. After that I knew no one would believe me. Percy saw the scars but no one believed him." He told him.
"We should stick to the matter at hand and then continue with this." Madam Bones said.
"You're right." Fudge said. "Did something happen at the park?"
"Yes."
"Why?"
"Dudley had chased an eight year old into the park. His friends were with him. I stepped in so the kid could escape." He answered.
"Did the boy escape?"
"Yes. They focused on me instead." He said.
"What happened after?" Fudge asked.
"The warm air suddenly went cold." No one saw the pink clad woman pale when he said this.
"Cold?" Fudge asked, realizing what the teen was saying.
"Yes. It felt like winter had hit." He said.
"What happened next?" He asked.
"I felt all the happiness leave and that was when I realized a dementor was near." He answered.
"What happened after that?" He asked.
"Dudley's friends became scared and ran off. Dudley thought I had done it. He glared and asked me what I had done. I told him it wasn't me. I stood and took out my wand. I was lucky that Uncle Vernon didn't know that I hid it before he locked it away. Dudley and I ran after that but the two dementors found us in the tunnel." Harry explained.
"Then what happened?" Fudge asked, horrified by what he was learning.
"Dudley tripped and fell to the ground. I heard a thud so I turned around. That was when I saw a dementor trying to suck out Dudley's soul. I tried to help but the second one was on me. Without thinking I cast the Patronus spell." He said.
"You managed to cast the spell?!" The minister wasn't the only one shocked by that.
"Yeah."
"He can cast a fully corporeal patronus sir. A stag." Percy said proudly.
"He can?"
"Yes sir. Professor Lupin taught him at the time because usually he faints when they are near." He answered.
"I see. Did it drive them away?" He asked Harry.
"Yes."
"Good. What happened next?"
"After they fled I went to Dudley and Mrs. Figg showed up." He said. 'At least we are back on track.' He thought in relief. 'Too bad after this my childhood is back on the table.'
"Who is Mrs. Figg?" Fudge asked.
"A neighbor."
"What happened?" He asked.
"She urged me to take my practically comatose cousin home. She told me she was a squib Dumbledore had placed nearby to watch me." He revealed still angry about it.
"Get her in here. I want her to be questioned." The minister ordered.
"Yes sir." Percy left but soon returned. "She is with Dumbledore upstairs sir. He is causing a commotion. He wants to represent Harry and she refuses to leave her side. Auror Greengrass and auror Shacklebolt are trying to deal with them." The red haired wizard informed them.
"She's refusing?" Fudge asked in shock.
"Yes sir. She said that as a squib she doesn't have to listen to a wizard like me. The aurors were already there trying to talk sense into Dumbledore. Auror Shacklebolt is trying to do the same with her after she refused." He said.
"I'll go handle this." Madam Bones said as she stood.
"Thank you." Fudge said.
She gave him a nod and left. The woman wasn't about to take no for an answer and after hearing the Potter heir admit that Dumbledore knew about the abuse she was pissed. They better watch out for her.
"Is he still under the effects of the potion?" Fudge asked the healer.
"Yes sir."
"Good. Now Mr. Potter what happened once you returned home?" He asked.
"Aunt Petunia ushered us inside. She wrapped a blanket around Dudley and gave him a bowl in case he puked. She then called Uncle Vernon." He answered.
"What did he do?" He asked.
"Asked me what happened. I told him everything except about Figg. I knew I would get punished for her watching the house. He was already so upset about the dementors." The dark haired teen said.
"Did he do anything to you?" He asked in concern.
"No. The owl from the ministry saved me." He said.
"How?" That confused him.
"When it said I was expelled Uncle Vernon smirked. He locked me in my room. Said that I would be punished after they took Dudley to the hospital. My punishment had been delayed." He told them.
"Were you punished?"
"Yes."
"How?"
"He burned my trunk and everything inside." Many gasped at that.
"Your wizarding things were burned?" The minister asked in shock.
"Just the trunk and the copied items within." He said.
"What? What do you mean?" He asked in confusion.
"My uncle locked my wizarding things away in the cupboard so that I couldn't access them. He did that after I came home from first year. He threatened to burn them. Later in the summer the Weasley Twins and Ron came to save me. Once we were at school I asked them to make copies. They didn't know about the abuse so I told them my cousin was a bully and liked to ruin anything he couldn't have. They agreed. They made the copies and on the original trunk they etched a shrinking rune on the top. All I had to do was touch it and it would shrink. I kept the trunk in a secret compartment in Hedwig's cage. They made it for me." He explained.
After Percy the twins were the next closest to him. He never told them about the abuse. He was careful so that they never saw his scars. They always helped without question. He was sure they suspected but he never gave them proof.
"I see." He and the others were impressed.
"Did your uncle do anything else?" He asked.
"He kept me locked in my room."
"Give him the potion." He ordered.
"Yes sir."
Healer Abbott gave him the reversal potion. Harry refused to look anyone in the eye. Percy went over and put a comforting hand on his shoulder.
"Mr. Potter is innocent. He used magic outside of school in self defense." He said. "The dementor incident and the abuse will be investigated. Healer Abbott, take him to the hospital to get a check up. Mr. Weasley you shall go with and you are his new legal guardian." He ordered.
"Yes sir." Percy and Abbott said.
Harry, Percy, and the healer left. Fudge then ordered for the Dursleys to be arrested and brought in. They waited for Mrs. Figg. It was an hour later before her and Madam Bones entered the room.