Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter. Or any of J K Rowling's characters. However, I do own Victoria Williams.
Chapter 4: Hunting Horcruxes and Administering Justice, Part 1
"Okay, so what are you planning to take care of first, Victoria?" Harry asked after Victoria had finished her narrative.
"I want to get Sirius here a trial and remove the Horcrux in your scar. Also, there is a Horcrux in this house. I'd like to take care of that one too."
"Wait, WHAT?!" Sirius cried, looking at Victoria with disbelief. "In this house?"
"Uh huh," she said, then paused. "It's a locket with an 'S' on the front. Harry, if you open it in Parseltongue, I will stab it with a basilisk fang."
"From the stash you keep on hand?" asked Remus, joking around.
"Yes, from my stash. It's nice that you're keeping up." Victoria turned away from Remus and led the group out of the room. In a cabinet, they found the locket. Victoria levitated it out and set it down on a clear spot of the floor.
"Now, Harry," she commanded, seeming to pull a basilisk fang out of thin air. Harry made his strangled hissing sounds and the locket opened. Green mist started to form shapes, but Victoria quickly stabbed the locket before they could assume anything definite.
"Two down, five to go, counting that diary," Victoria said, speaking over the strangled scream coming from the locket. "Don't worry Harry, there are less violent methods to remove Horcruxes than stabbing your forehead with a basilisk fang."
Harry nodded, looking relieved. "When will we be doing mine?"
"I was thinking right now, if that's okay," Victoria replied, waving her hand. A soft chair appeared. "Sit there; the scar will break open if I do this correctly."
"If you do this correctly?" Harry asked, nervously taking a seat.
"That's right. Okay, I need to paint some blood runes, so if you could hold still…" Victoria drew her knife and made a cut on Harry's left palm. Using a paintbrush which seemed to have come out of nowhere, she drew runes in blood on Harry's face and the backs of his hands. "Let's see here… Animam meam de tenebris dominus ab hoc puero."
The blood runes began to glow red. A pulsing was heard in the background as the runes grew brighter. The pulsing sped up, faster and faster, until-
Harry's scar split open and a mixture of blood and black ichor ran down his face. The runes flaked off and faded to nothing. The pulsing ended. Harry was barely conscious, his breath coming in short gasps.
"Did it work?"
"Seeing as his scar split open and the darkness bled out, I would say yes, Sirius, it worked."
"Good point, Victoria."
"Thanks, Remus. Now, how about we move Harry to bed?"
The two men agreed. Remus lifted Harry into his arms and carried him to the bed that Sirius had recently occupied. Harry dropped into unconsciousness.
"Okay, seeing as it is two in the morning, I think we should all get some sleep. How about downstairs at ten, and I'll call an emergency Wizengamot meeting then?"
"Wait, you're not a member of the Wizengamot," Remus said, "so how will you call a meeting?"
"I have my ways."
"Specific."
"Shut up, Sirius."
Victoria walked down the stairs, already dressed and ready to leave. As this was an important meeting, her hair had clear crystal beads and white feathers braided into it.
Remus was sitting at the kitchen table squinting his eyes. He still wore his dressing gown and was on his third mug of coffee. Sirius was bouncing around like a crazed toddler, excited with the prospect of a clean record. Harry was trying to keep Remus from pouring himself a fourth cup while eating his breakfast.
"Did Dobby make breakfast?" Victoria asked, opening the hall closet door.
"Yes, and he did a fine job of it, too," Harry replied. He grabbed the coffee pitcher and removed it from the room. "No, Remus." He received a growl in return.
"Okay, who's coming with? I was thinking everyone to show support, but if anyone wants to stay behind, I won't judge." She removed a silver cloak from the closet and put it on, turning in the full length mirror.
"I'm coming," Harry said. Remus quickly seconded that. Victoria shoved him upstairs, bemoaning how late he would make them.
"The meeting's at eleven. We're lucky I can teleport us all, the Floo Network is backed up to Africa."
"Really?"
"NO Sirius, Africans gave up on using flu after they discovered the powder is highly addictive to elephants. Do you have a brain?"
Eventually, everyone got dressed and came downstairs. Victoria looked over their outfits with a critical eye and, pronouncing them satisfactory, grasped their arms and ripped a hole in spacetime.
The foursome stood in the Atrium of the Ministry of Magic. Victoria had used a slight glamour to make Sirius invisible because a dead mass murderer walking around a government building would be a moderate cause for alarm. Even so, Victoria's silver and white appearance drew many stares. They walked over to the visitor's desk.
"Name and present your wand for examination," the wizard at the desk said.
"Remus Lupin." He presented his wand.
"Harry Potter." He presented his wand.
"Are you really?"
"All my life."
"Anyway, I'm Victoria Williams, Interdimensional Time Traveler Extraordinaire, General of the Association of Aura Users, or the AAU, and I have no wand."
The wizard frowned. "You must have a wand, unless-" his mouth dropped open- "are you a Muggle?"
The atrium fell silent. Everyone turned toward the visitor's desk, waiting for an answer. For a few seconds, no one said anything. Then, Victoria began to chuckle. She then exploded into full-blown laughter.
"I don't possess your brand of magic, so yes, by your definition, I am a Muggle," Victoria said, still trying to get her laughter under control. "However, because of my unique circumstances shared by only a few others in the entire universe, I have significant power to make mincemeat of everyone in the Atrium at once. That's if I gave all of you a fifteen-minute head start. So, I think I have sufficient power to be given a badge. If you find this explanation unsatisfactory, I can give you a demonstration. I'll try not to kill anyone."
The now pale wizard quickly printed the badge and waved Victoria through. Victoria then altered the glamour so that only the one wizard could see Sirius.
"This is Sirius Black. He does have a wand, though any attempts to steal it or snap it will be met with equal force by me. Give him a badge." The wand was actually Sirius's original from pre-Azkaban. Victoria had managed to reassemble it through a very complex chant, much to Sirius's excitement.
The wizard hurried to comply. The group of four was soon piling into the lift and rushing toward the Wizengamot chamber. They slid inside and found their seats at a side table just as the clock struck eleven.
"I now bring this session of the Wizengamot to order," Albus Dumbledore said. As Chief Warlock, he was in charge of beginning the meeting.
Sirius quietly growled until Victoria elbowed him.
"I would begin this meeting with a listing of the agenda, but as I received the notice from Madam Longbottom, I will let her explain why we are here."
Madam Longbottom quickly stood, confusion on her face. "Albus, my letter was from Lucius Malfoy."
Pandemonium ensued as each member of the Wizengamot pointed to a different member as the sender of their notice. This continued for several minutes until the sound of a cannon blast brought everyone's attention to the front.
Albus Dumbledore peered at the woman in white over his half-moon spectacles. "Excuse me miss, this is a closed session of the Wizengamot, so therefore-"
"Actually, Albus, I have every right to be here," she replied in a cultured voice, "as it was I that sent the notices."
The noise again grew to a crescendo until a white flash of light brought everyone's eyes back to the speaker. One of her elegant hands was raised, as it seemed the light had come from her.
"Thank you. Now, I am assuming all members of this body are wondering who I am, though I am assuming none of you would think to read my nametag. I am Victoria Williams, Interdimensional Time Traveler Extraordinaire, General of the Association of Aura Users, or the AAU. I am here to bring several lapses of this body to your attention and hopefully help resolve the Voldemort problem once and for all. Please, don't start screaming like irate toddlers again, for I have the agenda." She waved her hand at the wall at the back of the chamber and a single line of text appeared in curly white print:
Give Lord Sirius Black a Trial
"Lord Black, if you could step out here please."
The woman waved her hand again as Sirius stepped from the wings to stand in front of the gobsmacked Wizengamot. Dumbledore was the first to find his voice.
"Miss Williams, this is incredibly illegal-"
"It is General Williams, Albus, and until you decide to address me correctly, I shall not give you that honor. Second, Lord Black never got a trial in the first place, and he is prepared to testify under truth serum."
"I, Lord Sirius Orion Black, do swear on my magic that I have not taken any form of antidote to Veritaserum in a time that would make it affect this trial. I also swear I do not have a natural resistance to Veritaserum. So Mote It Be!"
The chamber again erupted into pandemonium. Victoria, completely unfazed, teleported Albus' chair to behind Sirius. Thus causing the defeater of Grindelwald to fall to the floor in a most undignified manner. Grumbling to himself, He-Who-Has-Way-Too-Many-Names hauled himself up. Glaring at the resident time traveler, he conjured an obnoxiously cushy chair and carefully settled himself into it. There he sulked, sucking on a lemon drop he pulled from seemingly nowhere.
"May we begin? I've enlisted Auror Shacklebolt to administer the truth serum and ask the questions. And to answer your… comment, we could say… Albus, as an owner of citizenship in Great Britain, my rank of general allows me to call a Wizengamot meeting. Auror, please come forward."
Kingsley Shacklebolt walked toward Sirius from the wings of the chamber. He gave Sirius the truth serum and walked him through the dreaded Halloween and confrontation with Pettigrew afterwards. Kingsley then administered the antidote.
"Is there anyone here who doubts the innocence of Sirius Black?" Victoria asked, locking eyes with many in the chamber. "Albus, would you like to make the announcement, or shall I?"
"I shall, General Williams," Dumbledore replied, putting as much contempt into Victoria's title as he could. "I declare Lord Sirius Orion Black a free wizard."
Sirius stood from the chair beaming widely. He wrapped Victoria in a hug, which she laughingly reciprocated. Harry and Remus ran over and joined in, until there was a nice group hug in the chamber of the Wizengamot.
Victoria broke free first, grinning broadly. "I do say, Sirius, you're quite welcome. Let's head out of here."
The foursome locked arms and headed toward the door.
That was when the world dissolved into madness.
"Avada Kedavra!" someone shouted as a jet of green light shot toward Remus. Victoria threw out her arm and a metal spike shot out of the floor, stopping the Killing Curse before exploding. With a flick of her wrist, Victoria moved the shards of metal to create a physical barrier between the three men she brought to the Ministry and the rest of the chamber.
Victoria flicked her wrist again, and a javelin of white light hit the now-revealed Death Eater in the shoulder, pinning him to the chair. Blood dripped down the Death Eater's arm and stained the chair cushions.
The Wizengamot was silent.
Another flick of Victoria's wrist and the sleeves of all the Wizengamot members split open, revealing a few more Dark Marks. Victoria waved her hand and silver chains appeared, securing them to their chairs and pinning their wand arms to their sides.
"Hmm," said Victoria in a soft but deadly voice. "What to do?"
A/N: Hey everyone! This is my first fanfiction and I'm surprised how many people are reading it. I'm going on vacation for the next week, so I won't be able to post. This chapter and the next will be all for next week. Hope you enjoy! -RRW