A/N - as @MizzRazz72 has pointed out twice, Harry definitely needs 'an adult'. So here you are, finally aha. Cheers for the review.
Before anyone asks questions I planned for the trial to be in Gringotts because it made the most sense at the time. Just go with it and try not to be too harsh in the reviews.
Sorry for the late update, been quite busy over the Christmas Holidays :) Hope people have a good Christmas/Holiday.
Chapter 18 - Secrets Worth Keeping
The rest of the visit turned out to be very... eventful. The next day they visited the Goblin bank in Paris, which was pretty much the same as in London. They found out a lot more of Dumbledore's... manipulations and when Harry found out that Dumbledore had also been stealing from Harry, that was the final straw for him. Between using Occlumecy to spying on his family, to using the Imperius curse on his family and to the illegal marriage contract between Ginny Weasley and Harry, everything got too much for him and even Draco couldn't stop Harry's magic from tearing down Gringotts bank. (He managed to single handedly break the windows, shake the floor, break the chandelier and even break a few priceless artefacts in the building). Luckily for Harry, even the Goblins were mad, so much so, that when all of this happened, Harry didn't even need to pay off the damage he had made.
They managed to use the floo to get back to England, with, from what Harry understood, a solicitor, from the Ministry Law Department in France. Her name was Beatrix Calra {completely made up her, by the way}, one of the best in France, she was well known for getting things done. When she found out what Dumbledore had done, she said she would help Harry and his family even if it's the last thing she'll ever do. The Dursley's also came back to London and they were in toe with Draco Malfoy, who looked like he hadn't slept in days, baggy eyes and messy hair. He had owled his parents, so they were also in Gringotts.
The only person who had remotely no control or any idea of what was going on, was Albus Dumbledore himself. Who got told by the Goblins to come to the bank as soon as possible. He had a back up plan, if anything were to happen, but even he didn't like his chances.
Today was Friday the 17th of December and with Draco by Harry's side, he thought they could just finally, save Sirius and get rid of Dumbledore. At the moment, they were in a private room near the back of Gringotts, with Head Goblin Ragnook, Griphook and the Goblin from France, Fireclaw. Beatrix Calra was sitting in one of the chairs at the front of the room, Dumbledore was near the front, but not sitting anywhere near Harry and Draco's family.
"This trial is now in session, Albus Dumbledore, is there anything you wish to say before we begin?" Beatrix asked. Dumbledore gulped and shook his head.
"Then-" Before she could say any more, they were interrupted with the Minister of Magic, Cornelius Fudge, walking into the room with Madam Bones behind him. Harry raised an eyebrow, slightly confused as to how they found out what was going on.
"You can not have a trial without the Minister being involved, Beatrix, surely you know that?" Fudge asked as he took his seat next to her. Beatrix rolled her eyes, tucking her blonde hair behind her ears.
"Ah, so this is the famous Monsior Fudge, as I recall, Lucius Malfoy is representing on behalf of the British Government, we do not necessarily need you here," She said sweetly, her French accent in full swing. Fudge's mouth gaped as he saw Lucius, who gave him a wave. Harry tried not to giggle at his reaction.
"Then, please can we stay anyway? As Dumbledore is Chief Warlock of the Wizengamort, I feel I should know what he's done to cause you grief," Fudge said, lying through his teeth. Dumbledore had paid him most of the Pervelle family fortune if anyone were to question him, so he had to keep his end of the bargain.
"Of course, take a seat,"
Harry watched as he sat down next to Dumbledore, who looked at Fudge greatfully. Harry narrowed his eyes, something else was going on there, he knew it. The trial itself was mainly to try and get Dumbledore put in Azkaban, at least for five years, at the most. Harry listened to Beatrix and enjoyed the look on Dumbledore's face as the meeting went on. When Sirius's name popped up, that's when it went from bad to worse for Dumbledore.
Infact, Sirius's trial would be held two days before Christmas day, infront of the whole of Wizengamort, which would be the perfect Christmas present for Sirius. Although, as Peter was now dead, (food poisoning accidentally on purpose) Madam Bones suggested to Beatrix, the use of Vetritaserum. The trial took about three hours, by the end of it Dumbledore was not Chief Warlock anymore, Lucius Malfoy was. And for the icing on the cake, Harry's words not Draco's, Dumbledore was appointed two years in Azkaban for neglating a child in the care of Muggles, without checking up on him, as well as adding a life time in Azkaban for the use of an Unforgivable curse (on Muggles).
How the rest of the World would take this news, would be anyone's guess. For Harry, he and his family, along with Draco, Lucius and Narcissa, they celebrated.
"I can't believe how well that worked out!" Draco said to Harry, they were both sitting down on the sofa in the back of the lounge, the Dursley's went back to France an hour ago by floo and Lucius and Cissy were in the dining room.
"I know, although Lucius was pretty scary when we had told him we went to France," Harry shuddered at the thought. Draco smirked at him, noticing how Harry had snuggled up closer to him, he was fighting a blush that was threatening to form his cheeks at the closeness.
"Yes, well, Father went easy on us, consider yourself lucky," Draco said, sipping on his hot chocolate. Harry rolled his eyes,
"If that's easy, do I even want to know what he's like when he is angry?" Draco looked at his best friend's face before bursting out with laughter. Harry was pleasantly surprised how beautiful the sound was, Drake hardly ever laughed at Hogwarts, he chuckled in a Pureblood way.
"No, Haz, you really don't-" Whatever he was going to say next, they never got to find out.
"Talking about someone behind their back? You should really know better, Draco," Harry's eyes widened as Draco gulped, Narcissa and Lucius just walked into the room and while Narcissa had a look of amusement on her face, Lucius had raised eyebrows.
"Sorry Father."
"Sorry, Mr Malfoy." They said at the same time. Lucius hummed before sitting down in an armchair, Narcissa following her Husband's example.
"We have a week until Sirius's trial, we wanted to spend it in the Malfoy Manor at France, how does that sound?" Narcissa asked, looking between the two boys. Draco's face brightened up and Harry looked hopeful, but confused.
"You have a Manor in France?" He asked curiously. Lucius only nodded, but Narcissa explained a bit more.
"Our family came from France, Harry. We moved to England quite some time ago. The Manor is situated in the South. If you don't want to come with us-" Narcissa started off saying before Harry interrupted,
"I'd love to, thank you, Cissy, Lucius! Do you think the Potter's had a Manor?" Harry asked and the three looked at him like he just told them he didn't know what one plus one was. Harry felt a bit uncomfortable with the staring, eventually Draco spoke.
"Yes, you're the Heir to the Potter's, Harry. They would have had a Manor. You would have to talk to the Goblin's about that, though."
"Why didn't anyone tell me?" Harry voiced his thoughts. He could've gone there, instead of the Leaky Cauldron. He didn't see the guilty expression from Draco or from Narcissa, or the sadness in Lucius's eyes.
"Shit!" Harry cursed as he fell over, he still hadn't got hang of the floo, no matter how many times he uses it. Remembering who he was with, Harry bit his lip an apologised profoundly. He glared at Draco who was trying not to laugh.
"Welcome to the Malfoy Manor, Mr Potter." Lucius said, Harry nodded and smiled, taking a look round. The Manor itself was a lot more homey, the living room had green and red colour theme and the fire was crackling away. Christmas decorations were up as well.
"This is amazing!" Hardy said gleefully, Draco grinned at the reaction, while Cissy and Lucius were smiling fondly at him.
"The next stop, is the beach!" Draco said taking Harry's hand dragging him out of the house. Lucius sighed, still smiling at his son, while turning to Narcissa, saying,
"We did good." She stared into her husband's eyes, with a little water in her own as she replied,
"Yes, yes we did,"