To Bring a Smile:
Chariots of Fire?
SedMai
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Throughout the world, people have had power over others. The police have power to keep law and order. Managers have power over their subordinates. Parents and Guardians over the children they are entrusted to protect and care for. The saying goes, power corrupts, but absolute power corrupts absolutely. We as a society want to believe that those put into power have our best interests at heart. Sadly many times that isn't the case. Greed is a big motivator that most people succumb to. They say money is power and in a sense this is true. Those that have the money make the rules. Throughout history the privileged few ruled over the many. Even in modern society this still holds true. Castles are replaced by skyscrapers, where the privileged few look down at the masses below like ants in a colony. The only way for the power of the few to be taken away is for the many to raise their voices together and scream for equality. Scream it loud enough for the few to hear it from their castles in the sky.
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Hermione fell on the floor exhausted. It had been six months, since the death of her parents. Six months of anger toward the wizarding world. After the impersonal letter that was sent to her telling of her parents death. She demanded that something be done to find the killers. The Ministry in all their glory stated that they couldn't spare anybody on a case that involved two dead muggles. Even though the murderers were wizards. Hermione started sobbing again. She was sick of crying. Sick of feeling like a helpless girl. For the past six months, she had spent that time training in the Room of Requirements for her revenge. She wasn't going to be the helpless little girl anymore, but sometimes those emotions could overwhelm her..
A pair of arms held her close as she leaned in, she calmed downed wiping away her tears, "It isn't fair Harry, or is it Mr. J?" She looked up at the face of Mr. J staring at her.
"I'm always Mr. J, Mione, Harry is just a mask I wear now, but you should know that you are my family and I would never do a thing to harm a hair on your pretty little head."
Hermione just leaned her head against Mr. J.'s chest as he held her. After her parents death, Harry revealed to her his true persona. At first it scared her. Harry became a sociopath, but in the recesses of her mind. She was okay with it. The same system she grew up adoring, spit in her face. She was tired of the system and the people in charge of it. "What has this world done to us? I mean this isn't normal. Normal people do not act like or look like this." She looked out at nothing, "for some reason though, I feel free. I feel like the chains that were holding me down have now been broken. I feel alive." Looking up at Mr. J., "Is that terrible of me. It took my parents deaths to finally wake me up."
"Well, it definitely has woken up your dominatrix side that's for sure." Mr. J. started laughing as well as Hermione as she punched his shoulder, "Well you are wearing a skin tight black leather cat suit, with a whip."
Hermione ran her fingers over the side of her body and started purring, "It does feel so delicious against my skin."
"Well Luna and I both agree it looks good on you." Harry sighed, "This world when we were kids was so amazing. They hooked you in on your first visit to Diagon Alley, but the older you get. The more you realize it's just a facade to mask the ugliness that lurks underneath. No this world took too much from me, and I'm going to be paying them back ten fold."
Looking up at the smiling face of Harry. She didn't care what he said, he will always be Harry to her. "You're happy now aren't you?"
Mr. J. beamed at her, "Of course I am. I realized what's my purpose in life. And that is to spread as much chaos as I possibly can throughout the wizarding world. And you know what, I'm damn good at it."
Hermione didn't cringe when Mr. J. started his maniacal laugh, she just smiled at him. Cupping his cheek, she looked into his eyes, "I love you Harry. You are the brother that I always wanted."
Kissing the top of her head, "I love you too Mione. You're my family. Remember that there isn't anything I will not do for you."
The two were engulfed in a huge hug. "SOOO CUTE! My Puddin' and my Smooth Pussy."
Hermione just stiffened, "Please don't call me your Smooth Pussy Luna."
Luna stood in front of Hermione perplexed, "Why not, I was calling you Pussy cat. I thought I would just shorten it to Pussy."
Pinching the bridge of her nose, "Please. Use. Another. Name."
Luna was tapping her chin in thought, "OH Fine, Catgirl sounds good. Yes that will be your new name, Catgirl."
"Why am I associated with cats?"
"Well you have Crookshank, and your hair is really frizzy like a ball of yarn," A hey could be heard from Hermione, "and don't forget about your second year."
Hermione whipped around and glared at Mr. J., "You told her about second year!"
Mr. J. just smiled and stood up, helping up Hermione as well. He stood next to Luna and held her as he kissed her cheek. "Of course I did, she's my moon flower after all"
Waving them off, "Whatever you two, Catgirl's fine Luna."
"Now I must hear the story about why you started training with a whip."
Hermione perked up, "I thought I told you that story,"
"No, did you hear the story Mr. J."
"I've heard a lot of stories, but Hermione and a whip wasn't one of them."
"Well you guys were there and knew I went to the Slug Club Christmas Party with Cormac Mclaggen well…
"doodl-oodl-oo, doodl-oodl-oo,"
"Harry, Luna what are you doing?"
"What? I sensed a flashback sequence, so I was waving my fingers down while making that noise. Isn't that the universal signal for a flashback." Harry just looked at Luna who nodded an affirmative with a thumbs up.Hermione just shook her head, "So…"
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(Slug Club Christmas Party)
"You know Hermione you're lucky that I agreed to go with you. Old Sluggy and my father are really good friends. If you play your cards right, you could be living the good life of a proper housewife of a pureblood. I know, dreams can come true. All you were expecting as a muggleborn was to be some mistress or concubine, but I must say you look absolutely stunning in that dress. I may even want to take a peek what's underneath later if you know what I mean. I can show you my Oh face. Oh, oh, yeah, you know."
Hermione was seething inside. She couldn't believe the bile that was spewing out of Mclaggen's mouth. She needed to reign in her anger, this was giving her essential information. "So who are all these people?"
"Oh, most are department heads and celebrities." Pointing to a man over by the food table, "That's the lead singer of the Weird Sisters, and over there is Gwenog Jones head of the the Hollyhead Harpies. Being in the Slug club has it's benefits."
"How many here are on the Wizengamot?"
Mclaggen just shrugged his shoulders, "Most here are on the Wizengamot." Cormac misinterpreted the reasoning behind the question. "Don't worry, If they say anything that goes over that pretty little head of yours I'll make sure to put it in a way you can understand."
Hermione closed her eyes and counted to five before asking another question. "So how does somebody get elected into the Wizengamot?"
Mclaggen started laughing, "Elected? That's funny, I didn't realize you had a sense of humor. There are no elections, the seats are passed down through the family."
Hermione just stared at her chauvinistic, egotistical, soon to be hurting date, "You're telling me that their is no elective officials anywhere in the government."
Cormac just shrugged his shoulders, "No, not really, even the Minister is elected by the Wizengamot."
She was screaming inside, there was no representation for Muggleborns or Magical Creatures. No wonder they are considered inferior. With the inbred wizards running everything, they would try and do everything to keep in power. Hermione had enough, it was time to teach her date a lesson. "How about we leave this party?"
He instantly put his drink down, "You read my mind babe."
The two were leaving, when Hermione heard Harry yell, "Begotten! Are you kidding! Definitely the Serbian Film as the most disturbing. N.." Hermione cringed and tuned out Harry, she didn't want to know. Especially when it came to that movie..
The two left the party as Hermione dragged Cormac to an unused classroom. Cormac was watching as Hermione was waving her wand around the room. He was getting excited, his date was a hot little number that he would definitely like to make into a woman. He started unbuckling his pants.
Hermione turned around and just stared at him, really she wanted to laugh in his face. The tiny bulge she saw was definitely not to write home about. Strutting over to him, she smiled a wicked smile. Grabbing his belt she, in one movement pulled it out of his pant loops.
"I already got myself ready baby, no need to.."
Hermione took the belt like a whip and wrapped it around Mclaggen's neck. She yanked on it pulling him to the ground on all four. "Now listen here doggy, I tell you what to do from now on."
Cormac was trying to take the constricting belt off his neck. Luckily it wasn't suffocating him. "Now see.." He didn't say anything else as a slap shut him up.
"I tell you what to say and do." Kicking him on his back, Hermione pressed her heels into his sensitive bulge. "It's people like you that are making the Wizarding World the way it is." Power, that was what she felt right now. It was intoxicating. At that moment, she knew that she had to take the power away from the purebloods if she were to make any changes to the wizarding world. Money equaled power and if she were to get equal rights for all sentient creatures she needed money and power. After she was done, all magical creatures would get equal rights. She pressed her heel a little more, "You like this, don't you doggy." Hermione just heard a grunt, She pressed even harder, "Answer me!"
"Yes!"
"Yes, What? Am I the weak little muggleborn you were hoping to take advantage of. You will call me mistress in private from now on. You are my dog and I will treat you as one."
"Y..Yes Mistress."
That one statement sent shivers down Hermione's spine. "See I knew you could be trained. Get on your knees dog." Cormac instantly went to his knees. She unwrapped the belt and put it back around his neck like a leash. She took the makeshift leash and forced him to walk with her on his hands and knees over to a table. She sat down and crossed her legs. "You are to worship my feet, and if I feel you have done an adequate job I will let you give yourself some release. Of course after I have left. I will not see anything so disgusting." Hermione started moving her shoe in front of Mclaggen.
He started taking her shoe off, "Yes Mistress." Which earned a smile from Hermione.
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"Hmph, Who would have thought that Cormac was a sub."
Luna looked over at Harry, "Definitely classic overcompensation."
The door opened as Neville, You-Will-Hurt-So-Bad-If-You-Call-Me-Nymphadora Tonks, Remus, and the twins came through. "Right on time guys." He looked over the group and then did a head count. He then counted his fingers and then did another head count. "You guys seem to be missing a person."
One of the twins answered, "Sorry mate. Ever since the he got entangled into those tentacles from the DoM. He just hasn't been right."
"To be honest not so good looking brother of mine, Ron was never right in the head."
"Very right, He has been obsessed with puzzles and riddles. He even talks in riddles more frequently. So Ginny had mom come and take him to St. Mungos to try and figure out what happened to him."
The twins looked over at Hermione, who was getting stared at by Tonks, "Looking."
"Good."
"Hermione."
"That is an understatement. She clearly wants to date the handsomer of us two."
Tonks just whistled, "You may have me changing teams Hermione."
Hermione just did a sexy pose in her your black cat suit. Hermione stopped as she watched Mr. J. give her a frown. His arms were crossed as he was tapping his foot. "Sorry Mr. J."
The group looked at Mr. J., and started looking in the air whistling a tune. This wasn't the first time the group got together. After murder of Hermione's parents. Harry brought this group together. This was his plan from the beginning. The third group in this little war that the other two sides were not aware of. Each person in his group had something taken from them in the previous or current war and they were more than eager to hear his plan. What the other two sides didn't know, was that when they attack it's going to be for keeps and nobody will be left standing after.
Mr. J. stared at the group then shrugged his shoulders, "So I have it on good authority that we are going to have some visitors to the castle."
"Stubby Boardman?"
"Huh, no, Luna. We are going to have few cockroaches of the Death Eater variety. Their main goal is to assassinate our beloved Headmaster."
Remus looked concern, "So our goal is to protect the Headmaster?"
Mr. J. started laughing, "Oh gods no. If they succeed all the better for us." Mr. J. gave them all a very sinister look, "No our goal is to make sure they don't make it out of the castle alive." Sighing as he heard Hermione and Luna clearing their throats, "And I guess protecting the mindless sheep that dwelve within the castle." He looked over the two woman and they gave him a nod of approval. "Thanks to the willing given information from Draco, they will be attacking the school in one month. This gives you enough time to triple your magical power with a training montage."
"Hearts on Fire!"
"Damn, You're the Best."
"I wanted that, Gonna Fly Now"
"Eye of the Tiger"
"The twins look at each other and grinned, Montage."
Mr. J was looking around as each song was called out, "Hey! Wait! No fair, I wasn't ready. What am I going to use now?" Luna whispered something in his ear. Harry folded his arms and pouted, "Chariots of Fire." Luna kissed his cheek, "Alright this is the plan."
If there is a place you got to go
I am the one you need to know
I'm the Map!
I'm the Map!
I'm the Map!
If there is a place you got to get
I can get you there I bet
I'm the Map!
I'm the Map!
I'm the Map!
Mr. J. snickered while he was unfolding the marauder's map. Putting it on the table for everyone to see. He spent the next hour explaining the plan. "Mr. J. While we are taking care of the Death Eaters. What will you be doing?"
Mr. J. just smiled, "I'm going to pay a visit to our friendly neighborhood psychopath. Drakey-Poo was kind enough to have the other end of the Vanishing cabinet stored at Malfoy Manor where Voldemort currently resides. I wish to have a one on one chat with Voldy and maybe bring a smile to his oh so dreary face."
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"You know writer, you're starting to become a real drag. Wealsoacceptonlineorders. Next episode is our action packed double sized finale. The rating has been changed to M, because you can't have a proper finale without a lot of deaths. Now I would like to wish you all Very Merry Christmas. I will be waiting with eager anticipation for that fat jolly old elf. Let's see him get out of the traps I have set for him. AH HAHAHAHAHA. Till next time Mr. J. out"