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Harry Potter and the Veela Life Debts
By Jojobevco
Chapter 15
"This is London Calling…"
"Hello?"
"Is this Mr. Harry J. Potter?"
"Yes."
"Mr. Potter, this is the Buckingham Palace Switchboard. Please hold for Her Majesty, the Queen."
11:02 AM
Communications Room (STRICTLY NO MAGIC ALLOWED)
The Minister for Magic of France's Bunker/Safe House
Under the Château Fort de Lourdes
Lourdes, Hautes-Pyrenees, France
Harry dropped the phone. The loud thud from the bunker's hardened phone reverberated through the room. Luckily, Harry picked the phone back up before the call was connected. Then a voice came over the line.
"Mr. Potter, can you hear us?"
Harry managed to speak through his shock, "Uh, yes, Your Majesty, I can."
"Good, we are pleased that we can communicate. Apparently you can get around magical prohibitions by routing a call through a communications satellite into another country. How are you, Mr. Potter?"
"Um, I'm fine, Your Majesty, how are you?"
"We are fine as well, thank you for asking. We are calling today to thank you Mr. Potter, for the great service you have done for our country and our people. Not only in 1981, but also more recently and we understand that you are preparing to face Mr. Riddle again?"
"Well, Your Majesty, quite frankly he won't leave me alone for some reason."
"We expect to hear great things from you in the future Mr. Potter and we won't keep you longer. Oh, wait, there is one thing. We have been told Sirius Black left Britain yesterday; the exoneration plan should already be in motion."
"Thank you, Your Majesty, that is good news."
"You're welcome, Mr. Potter. Good-bye."
The line went dead and Harry hung up.
"Wow, I just talked to the Queen."
Tonks rolled her eyes, "Okay, you have five minutes to get your head back in the game and then we have magical training."
The Same Time
Buckingham Palace
London, United Kingdom
The Queen turned to Prime Minister Major.
"We concur with the assessment Supreme Mugwump Dumbledore gave you. Have the Planning Committee proceed with inserting Mr. Potter into Operation Dependence Repatriation as discussed."
Major stood and started leaving before stopping and handing a file to the Queen, "Oh, Your Majesty, there is one more thing. This information was disseminated by the French to all people read in on Dependence Repatriation; it's a series of mental exercises and organizational techniques that should keep ministry wizards from reading our minds."
The Queen just looked at Major and deadpanned, "They can read minds?"
Two Days Later
9:30 AM
Minister's Dining Room
The Minister for Magic of France's Bunker/Safe House
Under the Château Fort de Lourdes
Lourdes, Hautes-Pyrenees, France
Harry, Gabrielle, and Fleur (who was sleeping, just sleeping, with them again) were sitting down to breakfast with Louis and Tonks. They had just finished discussing the plan for the day. Harry would be receiving a lesson on French and International Politics from Gabrielle and Fleur while Louis and Tonks would be on maneuvers with the DMLE. Their nice breakfast was interrupted when a raging bull came tumbling out of the floo. Harry recognized it as Uncle Vernon.
"Why that absolutely ungrateful, stupid, idiotic, mutt!"
Wait, what? Harry turned and looked at the stocky man a bit more closely. It turns out that it was Jean-Pierre Delacour, who seemed to be violating the patent on "Uncle Vernon's Patented Temper Tantrums" (Patent Pending).
Gabrielle turned to her father, "Papa, what is it?"
"It was a simple plan, he was supposed to steal an apple, a damn apple, we even marked it for him, not, not, well, it's best if you read it yourself."
Jean-Pierre handed everyone a copy of the Gazette du Sorceir (The much more reputable, French, magical newspaper) including a translated version for Harry and Tonks. The main Headline seemed to be Jean-Pierre's issue.
Sirius Black Convicted of Public Urination, Exonerated of Mass Murder
By
Luc Dumont
Yesterday, in a surprising turn of events, Sirius Black, the wanted Mass Murderer was arrested after urinating next to an Auror station in Paris. During the trial for said public urination, to which the defendant pleaded guilty, it became apparent, after Veritserum questioning, that Black did not commit the crime of murdering thirteen muggles and Peter Pettigrew that the British had detained him for thirteen years ago, without a trial. The sentence for the urination was a fine of 25 Galleons.
News of Mr. Black's innocence, (of the Mass Murders, not the Public Urination) spread quickly through the civilized wizarding world with official recognition of the termination of the worldwide manhunt coming from the ICW late last night.
The Ministry for Magic of the United Kingdom could not be reached for comment, but said in a statement that, "Black is guilty and will be given the Dementor's Kiss as soon as we get him back," they also promised to continue seeking his extradition.
Mr. Black, meanwhile has been offered, and accepted a position in the French Auror Corps at the rank of Lieutenant Colonel, in recognition of his previous experience in the British Auror Service. Mr. Black will be in charge of operational planning against Lord Imbécile and will be stationed at the same station he urinated outside of yesterday. He has also agreed to assist in overhauling French Prison security.
When asked why he chose to stay in France, the Lieutenant Colonel responded, in fluent French, "It is so I can be closer to my Godson."
Mr. Black's Godson is none other than Mr. Harry Potter-Delacour, who is currently undergoing special training with his wives (see our previous articles, Potter Heir, Delacour Girl Bond, February, 1995and Potter Heir, Delacour Girl Bond, Again, May 1995) in an undisclosed location in Southern France. Mr. Potter-Delacour could not be reached for comment, but a representative of the Delacour Family said that, "It is appropriate to assume that Mr. Potter-Delacour is pleased with this outcome."
Mr. Potter-Delacour was pleased, "What's wrong, Jean-Pierre, this is a good thing."
"Yes, but your dogfather, um, I mean, godfather is such an annoying man. He will be by to visit later today."
There was silence until Captain Tonks broke it, "So he pisses on one of our stations and I have to salute him? Knowing my luck, I'm going to have an office next to the old mutt."
"Um, Tonks, your office is here."
"For now, Harry, I don't have a permanent office since I'm assigned to your detail. I'm just happy my cousin is out of jail."
"Your cousin?"
"Yes didn't you know, My mother is Andromeda Tonks, nee Black, sister of Narcissa Malfoy, nee Black and Bellatrix Lestrange, nee Black. What a great family I have!"
Jean-Pierre nodded, "Yes, you have a great family, Captain, now let's get to work."
One Month Later
10:27 AM
Chambers of the Recorder of London
Central Criminal Court of England- The Old Bailey
London, United Kingdom
The Recorder of London, the most senior permanent judge of the Old Bailey looked out at the street below his office. The prosecution's star witness for his next case would be arriving shortly. The case of the Crown V. Dursley was not one that he was looking forward to for several reasons. One the Prosecution's star witness just happened to be a French Diplomat and some sort of James Bond, who had saved Britain but no one could tell him how due to "secrecy issues". Two the Crown in this case was not just some symbolic gesture but instead was actually the Queen, who had written a brief to include in the case file.
His musings were interrupted by the appearance of several Diplomatic Protection Group Range Rovers being escorted by motorcycles from the Special Escort Group. Clearly, whoever this witness was he got a motorcade that rivaled the Queen, and by the appearance of the people with machine guns and the sound of a Tiger Helicopter overhead, his security rivaled the Queen's as well. The witness was accompanied by two women with blond hair and a third in some sort of military uniform.
A few minutes later his Bailiff came and told him that the parties were ready and he could begin. Everyone rose as he entered the courtroom and took his seat on the bench. He looked over toward the witness and noticed that he had been joined by a fourth woman, his granddaughter. After directing the rest of the court to be seated, James Granger took the opportunity to have a silent, gesture filled conversation with Hermione. The conclusion of which was, "The victim in this case his Harry Potter, yes, that Harry Potter that I've been telling you about. Yes, he is a wizard."
James Granger was a good enough Judge to not show any reaction on the bench, but inside he was thinking, 'Why didn't anyone just bloody tell me?!'
Unbeknownst to anyone, even The Right Honorable James Granger, at that moment, the glorious destruction of the Dursley Family began.
AN: Please review, thanks to those who have.
AN2: The next chapter will cover the arrival at the Old Bailey from Harry's Perspective as well as be the official start of Book 5.