Disclaimer: In five minutes JK Rowling will sell me Harry Potter for the penny I found on my floor.

*Five Minutes Later*

Nope, gosh darn it. I do not own Harry Potter and have to thank JKR for her letting us play in her sandbox.


Author's note:

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I've been reading a lot of fanfiction lately, and am wondering whether I shall make Harry Potter light, dark, or gray. There are a lot of ways I can take this story.

Reviewers have asked why I don't imprison Dumbledore, and all I am saying is that it is not out of the question, but if I decide to do so, it will be done in a very ironic manner.


=== Ministry of Magic- Minister's Office===

Cornelius Fudge, British Minister of Magic, was sitting in his office, quite happy at the days events. He would have the support of the most powerful, and most famous boy in the country if he obeyed only a few needs of the boy. He had already accomplished all of the boy's demands, save one. He was only waiting on Albus Dumbledore to arrive and for the proverbial dung to hit the fan.

A knock soon sounded on his door. "Enter." Fudge responded.

"You requested me, minister?" Albus Dumbledore asked, taking the offered chair.

"Yes, Albus, it has come to my attention that eight seats have been added to the Wizengamot, five of which are accounted for. Harry Potter controls the Black and Potter seats, and the Lord of Hogwarts controls Ravenclaw, Gryffindor, and Hufflepuff. We know that someone has claimed the Lordship of the Houses Merlin, Draven, and Simmons, but not yet who controls the seats." Fudge paused taking a sip of water.

"I know this Cornelius, but get to the point I am quite busy." Albus responded haughtily.

"Well it appears the Lord of Hogwarts has unified all of these seats and they are in discussions. After he consulted Hogwarts this morning and booted you from your position there, he grew quite fond of your 'Golden Boy' and some how overcame your wards at Number 4 Privet Drive, to see said boy.

"After this he apparently met with the Lords of the other three seats, and he approached me this morning concerning an issue he plans to bring forth to the Wizengamot once he ascends to his seats. He has assured me he has written statements from all other Lords of these newly opened seats to vote for them. Frankly put, he wants your head, Albus, and I'm inclined to give it."

"WHAT DO YOU MEAN? There is no way he could have broke those wards." Dumbledore spoke.

"WELL HE DID!" Fudge responded, before calming and continuing, "He has made a list of demands for you Albus, and he says he does this because he does not want to see a hero of the Light torn asunder in the public's opinion." Fudge finished, appraising Dumbledore.

Albus sighed, resigned, "What are his demands?"

"If I remember correctly," Fudge began, "His first is for Harry Potter to be allowed entrance to the Order of the Phoenix. Secondly, at Lord Potter-Black's first meeting you are to resign and appoint whomever you wish to lead the order, and may remain a member. Lastly, you are to resign as Chief Warlock of the Wizengamot. Should you do these things he will allow you to make a statement stating that you resigned all of your positions due to the fact you wish to focus on defeating He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named."

Albus laughed, "And what is to convince me to do all of these things, Cornelius."

"Because frankly I agree Albus, especially with all of the pensive memories he provided of his communion with Hogwarts, and his communications with young Lord Potter-Black. Alongside my supporters, with his three votes, and the five he controls, you will be ousted, not to mention imprisoned for many of your activities. However I agree with Lord Hogwarts that in doing so, our side will lose quite a lot of respect. However Lord Hogwarts has assured me that if you should not agree to such an arrangement, and make these demands met he will have no choice but to proceed." Fudge responded.

"What is his time frame?" Albus asked with a sigh.

"One week, Albus. And do not think to manipulate this man. I fear that he is more powerful than he appears." Cornelius responded.

"Very well, I will make the announcement at the Wizengamot meeting tomorrow." Albus said with a sigh as he exited the office.

Fudge quickly took a piece of parchment and a quill and scratched a note out to Harry, and sent it away with the bird.

=== Number 4 Privet Drive, Surrey, England, United Kingdom ===

Harry potter was in his normal persona with his cloak and ring cleared, preparing for his departure from Number 4 Privet Drive. He had already packed most of his belongings and only had to drop the promised check off with his relative and explain his absence. As he was beginning to shut his door a large eagle owl flew through the open window he had just let Hedwig out of.

Harry quickly grasped the letter out of the birds talons and opened it.

A.D. intends to agree to your demands at tomorrow's Wizengamot meeting.

Have evidence ready, I believe A.D. is planning something to undermine you.

C.F.

Harry simply smiled, walked downstairs, left his note and check for his aunt and uncle, and apparated away from Privet Drive, through the Wards of Hogwarts, and into the founder's wing.

=== Ministry of Magic – Wizengamot Chambers ===

Harry Potter was arrayed in a fine robe inlaid with precious gems he had found in various vaults. The robe was a blackish color, and made of the strongest acromantula silk money could buy. Underneath this he wore his standard dragonskin pants, boots, and a new chest plate underneath the acromantula robes. Over top this outfit he had his family cloak on, with the sword of Godric Gryffindor in a custom made and enchanted dragonskin scabbard on his right hip. At the moment he was in his Lord of Hogwarts persona sitting in his seat in the Wizengamot. He had made sure to be seen entering the chamber but was now hidden in the far corner of the room in his Simmons box. Harry placed a notice-me-not charm on himself, and waited for the proceedings to sit. Two Goblins hid in the shadows behind him.

Soon after many witches and wizards where piling into the Wizengamot chambers and sitting in there seats. Soon forty-one members sat in seats with seven empty seats. These seats where populated by various Lords, Ladies, department heads, and the minister himself. Once all had sat, the doors were sealed. Most everyone could have sworn only forty people were seated when the doors where sealed.

Albus Dumbledore began speaking, "Welcome to the 24,874th meeting of the Wizengamot. Chief Warlock Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore presiding. Minister of Magic Cornelius Fudge is secondary Chair. I surrender control of these proceedings to the Secondary Chair."

Many of the onlookers were shocked, very rarely had this occurred in the Chief Warlocks illustrious career and normally meant he intended to speak.

"My Noble Lords, are their any matters to attend to?" Cornelius Fudge began.

Albus Dumbledore stood, "My most noble Lords and Ladies, I move to suspend the Lords or Ladies of the Houses of Potter, Black, Draven, Simmons, Merlin, Ravenclaw, Gryffindor, and Hufflepuff."

Shock ran through the room at this announcement as Harry chuckled and reverted to his normal appearance of Harry Potter, and altered his ring and cloak to show all eight crests. He further reinforced the notice-me-not charms and the repelling charms on himself as he customized them so his Goblin guards could see him.

Finally the Minister quieted the room down. "ORDER! ORDER!"

Soon after Dumbledore sat, one of his supporters Lady and Professor Griselda Marchbanks stood, "On what grounds most noble Warlock Dumbledore?" At this she sat again, followed by Dumbledore standing.

"My most noble Lords none of the Lords or Ladies I mentioned are present here today, on the first day of their proceedings. This calls for a one year suspension." Dumbledore sat again with a confident grin on his face.

Harry strode forward, canceling the charms he had placed on himself and approached the front of his table. "Chief Warlock Dumbledore, you are sadly mistaken. All eight seats are filled at this moment."

Dumbledore stood, "My boy..."

Harry interrupted the man, "Chief Warlock Dumbledore, the correct form of address is My most noble Lord Potter-Black-Draven-Simmons-Gryffindor-Ravenclaw-Hufflepuff-Merlin, or Lord Potter-Black-Draven-Simmons-Gryffindor-Ravenclaw-Hufflepuff-Merlin or any form thereof, it is a strict breach of etiquette to not address me as such." Harry sat again.

Dumbledore looked flustered, "My most noble Lord Potter-Black, this chamber is not a place for joking and tomfoolery. How dare you claim the Lordships of these houses? I DEMAND PROOF! I have already met the Lord of Hogwarts and he was not you, Harry." Dumbledore finished, twinkle absent and face flushed.

Harry stood one more, "Chief Warlock Dumbledore, I can easily explain the change in appearance if I wish, which I do not, but I will provide the necessary documentation from the Goblins on my rightful claim to my Lordships, however one simple test will prove my right to these claims. No one can touch a ring or cloak of Lordship without injury if they do not have the legal or blood claim to that Lordship, not even the Heir, correct? And proper family cloaks or rings will only display the crests and can only be manipulated to carry the crests of which the person is legally the Lord of, correct?"

At this many of the assembled members could be seen nodding their heads in the affirmative and even Dumbledore had to agree.

Harry, still standing, proceeded to show his cloak and rings take each crest's form before transforming all eight again. "Chief Warlock Dumbledore, are you satisfied with my claim, or need I send one of my guards to Gringotts for correct paperwork?" He asked as he proceeded to transform his cloak and ring into simply the House of Merlin.

"My Lord Merlin, I sincerely apologize and rescind my motion." Dumbledore said with a dejected look on his face.

Soon after many more matters were discussed, until about an hour later Harry quickly took a piece of parchment and used the charm to send it flying to Dumbledore, in much the same way an interdepartmental memo would, but he made sure to charm it invisible. At this Harry quickly thought to himself, 'I could really use a seneschal."

Soon the paper landed on Dumbledore's desk in his box and the invisibility charm wore off as another member was speaking. Dumbledore opened it curious as to what one of these members could want.

CW Dumbledore,

I know of your promise to the minister, and I intend to see it carried out. If you do not proceed to fulfill your agreements and resign before this body, I will have no choice but to call for your impeachment and trial.

Lord Harry James Potter-Merlin

Dumbledore grew a bit frazzled and quickly wrote back, sending this note in the same way Harry had sent it. The note quickly made it's way to Harry's box, and once he had Untinaok check it over, he quickly opened it.

Harry,

Is this truly necessary? I have only ever had your best interests at heart. You've had your fun and teased me, can we quit the joking?

Albus

Harry quietly chuckled at the old man, 'Old man bumblemunch really thinks I'm joking? This is is priceless.' Harry thought to himself as he quickly wrote out a reply and sent it back to Dumbledore.

Soon afterwords Dumbledore received this missive and blanched as he read it, if one looked closely they could see anger shining in his eyes.

CW Dumbledore,

Again with the improper titles. In these chambers, and frankly outside you may refer to me by any one of my titles, or Your Lordship.

However I must reiterate my earlier letter, this is no simple prank or joke. You have failed me and the students of Hogwarts. In addition you have failed the wizarding public. This is my last response to you, either resign or I will have no choice but to charge you publicly. You have fifteen minutes.

Sincerely,

Lord Potter-Black-Draven-Simmons-Gryffindor-Ravenclaw-Hufflepuff-Merlin

Dumbledore soon had his reply written out and sent it away to Harry. Harry received it and made a show of opening it as he noticed Dumbledore watching him.

Harry,

I understand that Sirius' death has you shaken, but this is not my fault, I demand that you cease these actions. They will only bring harm to our side.

Albus

Harry was amazed at Dumbledore's audacity and made a show of crumpling the paper and tapping his watch.

Fifteen minutes later Dumbledore still had not spoke up and resigned and Harry grew sick of this. The person talking at this point finished her point, and Harry stood. Dumbledore saw this and stood himself. Noticing this Harry gave the man a warning look and took his seat. Minister Fudge noticed this byplay but simply stated, "The Chair recognizes Chief Warlock Albus Dumbledore."

Albus sighed, "As of the end of this meeting I hereby resign my position on the Wizengamot. As I have already done at Hogwarts. I must focus on this war, and attaining peace and all these many duties are beginning to carry burdens that distract me from that focus. I will however retain my families Lordship."

Harry nodded at Dumbledore signifying is acceptance of this, and Dumbledore sat. The room soon rose into an uproar before Fudge spoke again, calming the crowd. "ORDER! I move to nominate a new Chief Warlock."

Harry stood, "I second the motion."

Fudge looked pleased. "All those in favor, vote Aye." At this everyone in the chamber let out a vote of Aye.

"Very well, the concession passes with a unanimous vote. As is normal procedure, the oldest seat that has someone in it normally has first opportunity at the position and first nomination should they decline. Lord Merlin, do you accept?"

Harry stood and addressed the chambers, "My Most Noble Lords and Ladies, due to the fragile state of politics in our lands, and the fact I have a destiny thrust upon me that I must complete, I decline the position, but would like to nominate Department Head and her Ladyship Amelia Bones. I believe she is a moderate individual who would rather look at facts and evidence then rumors and stories. She also has no ties to either Dumbledore's Order of the Phoenix or the Voldemort's Death Eaters, two opposing sides in the coming conflict." Harry sat.

Fudge nodded in acceptance, "Are there any seconds?"

Arthur Weasely stood, "I second the nomination." Harry nodded at his surrogate father.

"Having a properly nominated individual in Amelia Bones, Regent of the Bones Family, and Department head of the D.M.L.E. for the position of Chief Witch of the Wizengamot, please vote by writing in your vote and dropping it in the votes dropbox. Please sign it for each of your votes, and pressing your signet ring or Ministry ID badge to wax dripped on parchment for authentication. The Chief Scribe will record these votes."

Soon after Fudge received a tally the votes from Percy Weasley acting as Chief Scribe, "The motion carries with twenty-nine votes in favor, eighteen against, and one abstention. Chief Witch Bones, you have the floor." Fudge finished announcing.

"Due to the late time, I move that we suspend discussions until next month's meeting, unless a emergency meeting is called." Amelia Bones moved.

"I second the motion." Harry stood.

"All in favor, Aye." Amelia said, followed by a large portion of the chamber giving their aye. "The motion carries. I hereby close the 24,874th meeting of the Wizengamot."

At this the meeting dispelled, and Harry and his guards quickly made their way out of the room, and into the floo room for the Wizengamot. He quickly grabbed a pinch of floo powder and called out, "Founder Gryfinndor's Office, Hogwarts." He quickly made his way into the foudners quarters, unpacked his belongings, and fell asleep.


AN: Don't shoot me yet, I promise Dumbledore will go to prison, in a very unique way. Let us just say that Irony will bite him in his furry rear end. Yes I have seen it. Do not question my awesomeness.