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Chapter 7: A Peacock and Some Fudge

As Harry was sitting at breakfast that morning, he couldn't believe his luck. He had received word from Amelia Bones, through her niece Susan, that both Lucius Malfoy and Minister Fudge were coming to the school this morning. They were two people that Harry had desperately wanted to hand out payback, but could not think of a way of getting close enough to them to do anything, except to provide Madame Bones with the evidence his solicitors, with the help of the Goblins, had gathered against the two men. Harry just didn't think that that was enough. Not after knowing that Malfoy was responsible for the Basilisk being released in Harry's second year; nor was it enough for the smear campaign that Fudge carried out against himself during his fifth year, just because Fudge didn't want to admit that Voldemort was back. Harry also had not forgotten about Fudge's point-blank refusal to believe that Sirius was innocent of betraying the Potters. Now Harry would have his chance to dole out some humiliation along with giving Madame Bones the evidence she would need to put those two away for a long time.

Once Harry had heard about the impending visit, he and his friends had had an impromptu meeting so that they could devise some appropriate pranks for the next morning. His friends had been excited about pranking both Malfoy and Fudge. All of them wanted Malfoy not just because he was a Death Eater, but because he was responsible for giving Ginny the Horcrux diary in her first year, thereby releasing the Basilisk. Fudge, well he was an idiot, an incompetent Minister, had persecuted Harry, and he was a criminal. 'Nuff said.

By the time they had devised the pranks, prepared them, and set them up, it was quite late before any of them retired for the night. They didn't mind, it would be worth it. Though they did attack the coffee at breakfast like it was going to disappear. They wanted to be wide awake this morning for the show.

Harry looked over at the Slytherin table to see Malfoy looking rather smug and smirking at Harry. He turned to Hermione and said quietly. "I think that Malfoy is aware that his dear old daddy is coming this morning."

She looked in Malfoy's direction and nodded her agreement. "I believe you're right. He has been able to get away with so much because of Snape and his father that it is pathetic. I can't wait to see that smug look wiped off his face."

While Hermione was talking about the smug ferret, Harry smirked and raised his coffee cup in salute towards Malfoy. Malfoy's face went from being smug, to puzzled, to worried. Hermione and Harry snickered when Malfoy started looking worried. "That's right you little ferret, you should be worried," Harry said just so his friends could hear him. They all snickered at that.

At that moment the doors of the Great Hall opened with a bang, and in walked Malfoy and Fudge with a few of Fudge's personal Aurors. Harry unobtrusively moved his hand, activating the charms that had been placed on the main doors just for these two men. Harry was very glad that he had been able to master some wandless magic; it really helped in pulling off their many pranks.

As Tweedle Dee and Tweedle Dumb strutted up to the head table, something interesting began to happen to each of them. Malfoy's robes slowly began to turn a bluish green, and then feathers began to sprout out of his robes, especially in the back. The back feathers were impressive; they started small until they were quite large. Once the transformation was finished, the students realized that Malfoy Sr. was now dressed in a Peacock outfit, complete with a full feather spread in the back and the crown on his head.

Meanwhile, Fudge's robes went from being a lovely silver-blue color to being brown, actually a chocolate brown, with what appeared to be brown syrup dripping down his robes and onto the floor. Those who were closest to the Minister could see to sticks poking out of the lower part of his robes, then some students, noticed the same with the sleeves of his robes. The best part, though, was his hair. It now looked like, well, pieces of fudge, chocolate, peanut butter, rocky road, you get the idea.

The transformations didn't take long, maybe a minute, but the shock lasted about two minutes, at least until they reached the head table. The beauty of this prank was that neither Malfoy nor Fudge could see their own or the other's transformation, so they were completely ignorant of what they looked like. Malfoy spoke pompously. "I am here because I have received word that my son has been harassed by Harry Potter, but the staff of this school has not seen fit to punish him." While he was speaking, the snickers started throughout the hall. If you looked closely, you could even see that some of the professors were having difficulty controlling their smiles.

McGonagall looked down at Malfoy from her seat at the head table sternly. "Lord Malfoy, as I have told your son on numerous occasions, we have been unable to prove who has been playing pranks on him."

Malfoy interrupted, "that just shows that you are incompetent. Severus should never have been let go! He would have punished the Potter brat appropriately!"

McGonagall stood up and spoke furiously. "Lord Malfoy, Severus was proven to be a bully and an incompetent teacher. Furthermore, we tested Mr. Potter's wand, in front of your son. Mr. Potter could not have perpetrated some of the pranks that he has been accused of. The others, it is possible, but again, we lack proof, because they were potions and untraceable! Just because you believe someone to be guilty of something does not mean that they are automatically guilty. After all, you received a trial for being accused of being a Death Eater, did you not?" Malfoy shifted uncomfortably at the reminder of his acquittal. She glared at both Malfoy and Fudge. "Perhaps this would be an opportunity to prove my case."

Malfoy sneered at her. "What could you possibly mean Madame?" Professor Flitwick and a couple of other professors had to hide their laugh with a cough. It is hard to take someone sneering seriously when they look like a peacock.

The ferret stood up at that moment. "She means that you..." But before he could finish Malfoy Jr. turned into a real peacock. Next to him, Crabbe and Goyle turned into vultures. All you could hear from them was squawking and flopping as they flailed around on their feet and flapped their wings. At this point, the students totally lost it and began laughing hysterically.

At this point Fudge opened his mouth. "Headmistress McGonagall, I demand that you do something! I want Potter punished for humiliating young Lord Malfoy, Mr. Crabbe, and Mr. Goyle." This only increased the volume of the laughter from the students. "Why are the students laughing when I am talking? I AM THE MINISTER OF MAGIC!" Fudge practically stomped is foot in annoyance.

Harry stood up and answered. "I believe they are laughing because you look like a giant fudgicle, and Lord Malfoy looks like a giant peacock. I would also like to know if you plan to punish me without any proof of my guilt in this matter. After all, the Ministry kept my innocent godfather in prison for 13 years without a trial; I guess this is no different." He scowled at them. The hall had grown silent at this point except for the peacock, and two vultures that were still squawking and flopping around.

Both Malfoy and Fudge looked at themselves and each other. While they were doing that, Harry waved his hand, making it look like he was putting his hand on Hermione's shoulder so no one would see him, again allowing them to see the changes. Both men looked shocked, then outraged at their outfits.

"POTTER, THIS IS ALL YOUR DOING! YOU WILL PAY FOR THIS HUMILIATION!" While shouting, Malfoy pulled his wand and threw a curse at Harry.

Harry's wand appeared in his hand with a gesture, and he batted the curse towards the ceiling, protecting himself and his fellow classmates. As he was doing this Malfoy was stunned before he could fire another curse.

Now, Fudge put his foot in it. "Potter, how dare you curse Lord Malfoy, after you had the gall to do this," he indicated his altered clothing, with a wave of his hand, "to us? Dolores was right about you. You are nothing but trouble."

Harry looked at the Minister calmly. "First, you shall address me as Lord Potter, or Lord Potter-Black, as I was emancipated this past summer and claimed my inheritances." Fudge paled at this pronouncement. "Didn't know that did you? You should know who you are insulting before you speak in the future." Harry smirked. "Second, I did not stun Lord Malfoy, one of your Aurors did. Even if I had, I would have been within my rights to do so, since he threw the first curse. Let's not forget, you have not proven that I am responsible for your current..er..condition." Harry waved at Fudge's clothes. There were a few snickers at that.

At this point Madame Bones made her presence known. "Actually, I stunned Lord Malfoy in order to prevent him from harming one of the students between himself and Lord Potter." Fudge, as well as the entire student population turned to look at Madame Bones as she spoke. "If he wishes to duel Lord Potter, that is his business, but I will not allow anyone to throw curses indiscriminately amongst students, no matter who they are. Now, as for your insistence that Lord Potter is responsible for pranking both Malfoys and yourself; you must prove that he is responsible."

She turned to Shacklebolt who was on her right. "Please take Lord Malfoy's wand, and then enervate him please. He may have his wand returned, when I feel that he will not attempt to curse Lord Potter again." Shacklebolt nodded and moved to do as instructed. She looked at Harry. "Lord Potter, would you please come here?"

"Of course, Madame Bones." Harry stepped over the bench and walked over to Amelia.

Meanwhile, Shacklebolt had enervated Malfoy, who could be heard spluttering and demanding his wand back angrily.

Shacklebolt answered him. "Lord Malfoy, you will be given your wand when Madame Bones feels that you can be trusted not to use it in the Great Hall again, and that's final." Finally Malfoy shut up, scowling at Shacklebolt.

Once Harry reached Amelia, he handed her his wand. She did a Priori on it. "The last spell cast was a stunning spell, which was the spell used to deflect Lord Malfoy's curse. The spell before that was a Flame Freezing Charm." She looked at Harry for an explanation for the charm.

Harry smiled. "We," he indicated his friends, Ron, Hermione, and Neville with his hand, "were practicing our charms homework last night."

At this point Professor Flitwick spoke up. "I did assign my sixth year classes quite a bit of homework, including the Flame Freezing Charm." He looked at Malfoy and Fudge carefully, trying to conceal the twitch on his lips. "I do not think that anyone would use the Flame Freezing Charm in Transfiguration, but then again, that is not my area of expertise."

Professor McGonagall agreed. "Quite right Filius, this is a masterful piece of transfiguration." She glared at Fudge. "I hope that you are satisfied that Lord Potter had nothing to do with your…misfortune.."

Malfoy interrupted angrily. "Potter managed to find another way to accomplish this without using his wand! I want him punished!" He was practically foaming at the mouth at this point. "Potter is nothing but an arrogant half-blood who should have died with his parents!" The hall was absolutely silent, even Malfoy Jr. and his two cronies stopped flopping around. Even Fudge looked at Malfoy with shock.

Harry stood up straight and looked Malfoy in the eye. "Lord Malfoy, you have not insulted a school boy, you have insulted the head of two ancient and noble houses. By rights, I can challenge you to a duel of honor." He held up a hand before Malfoy could interrupt him. "I have an even better idea." He grabbed his school bag and pulled out some parchments and handed them to Amelia. "You should read these Madame Bones, I think you will find them enlightening." He looked at both Fudge and Malfoy. "You see, I have become rather good friends with the Goblins and they were more than willing to help me."

Malfoy sneered. "What kind of help could those creatures give anyone? All they are good for is keeping our money."

Harry shook his head with a mock disappointed look on this face. "You see, that is your problem. You think that you are better than everyone else. I see all of us as equals. The Goblins appreciate that, and therefore are willing to help me." While they were speaking, Amelia kept reading. Her eyebrows furrowed, and then she started to scowl as she continued reading. She handed some of the parchments to Shacklebolt and Tonks who had the same reaction. "You see, those documents that I gave to Madame Bones are proof that you have been paying various people in the Ministry, including our esteemed Minister in order get what you want, including an acquittal at your last trial." At this both Malfoy and Fudge paled.

Fudge did something monumentally stupid at this point, he reached for his wand. He didn't get far, he had at least twenty wands pointed at him, including Harry's. Malfoy was in the same predicament, even though he didn't have his wand, students and staff alike wanted to make sure he didn't try and get away, or that he might have a second wand.

Madame Bones spoke at this point. "Shacklebolt, Tonks, arrest both of these men. I will have to have more arrest warrants drawn up when we reach the Ministry, but I think that we have enough evidence to take down quite a few people."

After Malfoy and Fudge had been taken away, Amelia turned to Harry. "There is never a dull moment with you is there Lord Potter?"

He smiled. "My friends would think that I had been Polyjuiced or something if things got dull." Several people laughed at that pronouncement.

Amelia smiled. "Perhaps you're right. Well, I owe you my thanks, as do many others."

Harry shrugged. "Things would not have changed much if he and those like him remained in power." She nodded in agreement. He grinned. "Besides, I think that it was about time that the peacock," Harry indicated Malfoy, Jr. with his thumb, "was taken down a notch or two." Harry finally laughed along with everyone else.

Amelia looked at the gathered crowd smiling and said, "It's time for me to head back to the ministry and all of the paperwork that Lord Potter has placed in my lap." Everybody laughed. "Lord Potter, I will need you and your friends to testify at Dumbledore's, and Umbridge's trial as well as for Fudge and Malfoy."

Harry smiled. "We will be happy to, Madame Bones. Just tell us the time and place, and we will be there."

Professor McGonagall spoke up. "I will personally see that they are there and that they receive any assignments that they miss. I want to see that justice is served."

Amelia nodded in satisfaction. "Very well. I shall send word as soon as I know the dates. Thank you for a very entertaining morning." She left the Great Hall laughing.

McGonagall looked around. "All right, the excitement is over, everyone back to your tables." She looked at the three Slytherin birds and reconsidered. "Davis, Greengrass, and Zabini, take these three," she indicated Malfoy, Crabbe and Goyle, "to the hospital wing so that they may recover in peace." The three hurried to comply with McGonagall's order, while more snickers were heard throughout the hall as students settled themselves once again for breakfast.

McGonagall headed for Harry and his friends. "Mr. Potter." He looked up at her enquiringly. "There may be no proof that you were behind the transformations in the hall this morning, but I am reasonably confident that you are your father's son and he would be most proud of your accomplishment this morning. I would like to commend whoever was behind the transfigurations of all parties this morning. That was N.E.W.T. level work, as well as very entertaining. Now finish your breakfast." With that she walked to head table with a small smile on her face, leaving a few gobsmacked students behind.

Neville recovered first though his face still showed shock. "Did she just praise our pranks?"

Harry nodded with a wide-eyed look. Slowly, he smiled, then he laughed. His friends all looked at him like he was crazy. He looked at them after getting himself together. "Don't you get it? She can't outright give points, or punish us, since there is no 'proof'," Harry placed air quotes around proof, "but she's not stupid. In reality she would not want to punish us, since I think that she agrees that Malfoy is a git and needed a lesson in humility. So did his dear old Dad. I also know that she hates Fudge, so I don't think that she wasn't really bothered by what we did to them. But she would have had to punish us if she caught us. Since we weren't caught, she could tell us that we did a great job in a roundabout way." His friends nodded in agreement. Harry picked up his pumpkin juice and turned to McGonagall and raised his goblet. She did the same. He turned back to his friends so that he could finish his breakfast and get to his first class.

Harry was satisfied. Their plan had worked out beautifully this morning, even if they didn't have a lot of time to prepare. He was grateful for his friends. He would not have been able to get as far on his list of people in need of some payback without them.

A/N: I would like to thank my beta harryhermionerw, she has been terrific as always.

I hope you liked this. I'm sorry it took so long to write. Just some writer's block and lack of time. I'm also sorry to say that this will be the last of Harry's Revenge unless something else comes to mind for some of the other deserving characters. Right now, I'm out of ideas that have not been used before. If I think of something, I will write it and either add it to this story, or do a one shot sequel.