It was the next day and Harry was nervous to be at the Ministry of Magic. It was like his fifth year all over again. He was downstairs waiting on Cassandra to finish getting dressed. There was something in the pit of his stomach that wished he told Cassandra many years ago that he was a wizard. Cassandra descended the stairs looking nervous and wondered if she was also in trouble for going off on Pansy yesterday.
"Sweetheart, we're going to the Ministry of Magic…not a fashion show." Harry referred to Cassandra's attire which consisted of a beige top, dark blue denim jeans, matching beige boots over the jeans, and an olive jacket.
"I know but I wanted to look more me. Look, I know I'm going to be in the Wizarding world, but you knew even in Atlanta I dressed like this. Plus, if I'm going to be called a Muggle all day I might as well look like one. So, are we taking the brooms or the Floo Powder?"
"The Underground Subway. The entrance to the Ministry is hidden in the Muggle World."
Harry, Ron, Hermione, and Cassandra left the house and drove to London. When they arrived, Cassandra's mouth was agape at finally being able to actually be in London as opposed to flying over it. Everybody took the underground and went above ground. They stopped at a phone booth.
"Um…sweetie? I thought we had to go somewhere…now is not the time to make a quick phone call."
"We have to use the front entrance."
"Okay…."
Harry and Cassandra stepped into the phone booth and Cassandra followed. Hermione and Ron were going to go in after them. Cassandra felt the inside of the booth move downwards like an elevator. Once underground, she was shocked by the Atrium which had fish swimming in the air. Her mouth flew open at how beautiful the statues shone and how the bricks in the wall contrasted with its bright trimmings. Harry couldn't focus on how pretty the building looked. He was too busy concentrating on how much trouble he, and possibly Cassandra, could get into. Hermione and Ron met up with them and Harry looked over at Cassandra.
"Harry, this place is unreal!" Harry made and attempt to smile.
"Harry, are you okay, mate?"
"I'm fine. There's the chance that I will be persecuted for performing magic in front of the woman I love while the fate of the Wizarding world weighs on my shoulders. I'm doing bloody brilliant."
"Come on, mate. I'm pretty sure if you explain to them the situation, it'll work out."
"Yeah? You're forgetting something…the reason of me being in Atlanta, Georgia in the first place." Harry looked over and saw someone whisper to Hermione. It looked like bad news because her eyebrows grew in worry. "Hermione, what's wrong?"
"Uh…they have summoned Cassandra to go before the court."
"Me? Why?"
"For attacking Pansy Parkinson."
"Are you fucking serious?" she said it loud enough where people could hear. "I have to have a court hearing? Harry, baby, I'm so sorry…."
"Let's just get on the lift." while waiting, Harry squeezed Cassandra's hand in assurance. He could tell she was nervous. She has never seen this part of the Wizarding world before. He heard the elevator indicating they were on the Department of Magical Law Enforcement floor. "Well, this is it…."
Cassandra walked into a room filled with people dressed in plum and black robes. She saw one lonely chair sitting in the middle of the room. Her heart raced as she saw a man at the podium which looked like he was the judge. She wasn't quite sure what they called them in England or in the Wizarding world for that matter. Harry looked on as Cornelius Fudge was at the podium staring down at him and Cassandra.
"Harry James Potter, you have been summoned here today for the violation of performing magic in front of an unsuspecting Muggle."
"Yes, but I only did it because…."
"Mr. Potter. Do you realize this is the second time you have violated this offense. Do you realize the severity of this?"
"I do, but I only did it because I had prove to my wife that I was a wizard."
"And I'm sure it is a convenient story…."
"But it's the truth!"
"Now, it appears that you performed magic in a place called Atlanta, Georgia in the United States. Could you tell us why you were there?"
"I ran away…." he heard the collective gasps of the council. Cornelius gave him a disappointed look. Cassandra was getting irritated with the guy.
"Are there any witnesses to the crime?"
"Me. His wife." Cassandra stepped forward.
"And you are?"
"Cassandra Moore-Potter. Harry performed magic, but he had a good reason. I'm not just some unsuspecting Muggle…I've been married to Harry for three years but I only found out he was a Wizard a few days ago."
"Mrs. Potter, unfortunately, under the Law of Magic Harry is still in violation. Though you are married he failed to inform you of his magical capabilities…thus making you an unsuspecting Muggle."
"No offense sir, but Harry should be rewarded instead of punished! He didn't tell me because he wanted to protect my life."
"And how can I believe you are not just an unsuspecting Muggle?" she wanted to jump up and slap him.
"Because I still have to get used to people calling me a damn Muggle!" the council exchanged glances and harsh whispers.
"Silence! Well, I can see you just known about this world. Is this why you viciously attacked Pansy Parkinson and Draco Malfoy?"
"What? That bitch attacked me first and Draco just bumped into me! He was the jerk who didn't think to look up!"
"There were many witnesses claiming that you struck Mrs. Parkinson in the open at Diagon Alley."
"Because she kept running her mouth. I'm come from a place that you have to back up what you say. She ran at me like she was going to hit me, therefore I gave her an ass-whooping."
Cassandra could see the council look at her with disdainful eyes. They must've hated the fact that she was a Muggle who attacked a witch. Harry saw them shoot death glares at Cassandra. He knew they felt like outsiders in the Muggle world but they are ostracizing Cassandra just the same. He thought they were the biggest bunch of hypocrites.
"Mrs. Potter, you are not a creditable witness to Harry's crime when you also have charges against you."
"That is all the more reason to believe that I don't know the laws here. Hell, I don't even know the Muggle laws of England."
"Cassandra is innocent in this. I'm the one who didn't tell her about my past. I made a stupid mistake."
"Sir, could I say something?"
"Yes, Mrs. Potter." Cornelius Fudge sighed in annoyance.
"It's Moore-Potter. Anyway, being the Muggle that I am, how can you know about someone breaking the law all the way over in Atlanta, Georgia when you are here in London. I'm just curious because I'm still trying to figure out how everything works."
"Cassandra, what are you doing?"
"None your damn business!"
Cassandra winked at Harry. She thought of a plan to stump this Fudge guy and discreetly out Lucius for being a Death Eater at the same time. Harry realized what she was up to. He decided to play along. Cornelius Fudge was impatiently waiting at the podium for them to say something.
"Merlin, do you have to be an idiot? I already told you how they could do it!"
"Now is not the time to start arguing with me. I give you over three years of my life and you forget to tell me you're a damn wizard!"
"Three years of me hiding my wand hoping that I would use a silencing charm to silence that nagging voice of yours."
"Nagging? All I did was ask you how in the hell did someone see you do magic?"
"And I told you they only can see you if somebody was there personally!" Harry had to hide his smirk when he heard the council stir.
"Silence! Everybody settle!" Fudge returned to the two. "You two clearly are married. Though you two are both committed crimes, Cassandra you do have a point. There is no evidence to show Harry's incident and Cassandra was provoked. Therefore, this case is dismissed until there is further evidence."
Harry and Cassandra walked out of there still arguing. The council rolled their eyes and some even laughed at how they looked like any married couple going through a difficult point in their marriage. They were shocked when Cassandra muttered something about Harry's penis size as they officially left the courtroom. A few paces later Harry looked back to see if anyone was following them.
"Do you think they bought it?"
"Of course. Did you really wanted to use a silencing charm on me?"
"Sometimes…love you, sweetheart."
"Yeah, you're just saying that so you won't be in the doghouse."
Harry pulled Cassandra into a kiss. He had to wonder in some alternate universe if Cassandra had magical powers. She is quick on her feet and very resourceful. A sigh of relief escaped Cassandra as she knew that ordeal was over. Hermione and Ron walked up to them anxious to find out if they were clear of the charges.
"So, what happened?"
"Let's just say that me being a Muggle saved our asses."
"What?"
"Cassandra mentioned that there was no way that the ministry would've seen me use magic unless there were people who works here were there. A certain blond Death Eater with a famous name."
"Cassandra, you are a genius." Hermione hugged her.
They left the Ministry of Magic and talked about what happened in the courtroom. They used Floo Powder to go to Diagon Alley again. Of course Cassandra knew after the confrontation yesterday, she was especially famous within the Wizarding community. They went into The Leaky Cauldron and saw Seamus Finnigan and Dean Thomas sitting at a table. They recognized Harry, Hermione and Ron and waved them over.
"Well Merlin's beard, never thought I see your face again. Who's this?" Dean looked over in Cassandra's direction.
"I'm Cassandra Moore-Potter." Harry loved the shocked expression of both Dean and Seamus when they saw Cassandra held up her ring finger. They looked like they both wanted her.
"Cassandra…this is Seamus and Dean. I went to Hogwarts with them."
"Nice meeting you two."
"Sorry, we thought you were Harry's single friend. How did you ever get with this git?"
"Shut up."
"Long story."
"Do you lot want to sit down and chat? We can get you a round of Firewhiskey."
Seamus ordered a round of Firewhiskey and everyone sat down. Harry decided to warn Cassandra about the harshness of Firewhiskey. She's usually a fruity cocktail type of woman. Both Seamus and Dean talked about what happened in their lives and wanted to more on Cassandra. She was starting to get tired of constantly telling the story of how they met. It astounded her how much Harry was famous. Back in Atlanta he was like any other citizen, but here he was a legend.
"So, Cassandra, how do you like England? I would love to meet an American woman one day." Seamus stared off dreamily.
"You want any woman…." Ron smirked then felt Hermione smack his shoulder.
"I like England so far. Don't kill me but I sort of stick out in here…the Wizarding world that is."
"No problem. How about you, Harry, Ron, and Hermione come out with us tomorrow night. We're going to be in the Muggle world by the way."
"Um…me and Hermione decided to stay in tomorrow night." he looked at Hermione and she smirked.
"Alright, it's just us and you two, then?"
"Sure. Unless Cassandra is too tired to go anywhere."
"I am never too tired to go out. Don't play."
Everybody laughed. They spent the rest of the night talking about memories of Hogwarts and Quidditch. Cassandra was confused about Quidditch but just smiled and nodded. It was getting late and they returned back to the house. Cassandra and Harry both collapsed on the bed and fell asleep. In the middle of the night. Cassandra woke to a noise outside. Her head snapped up and she saw a shadowy figure move. She was getting paranoid but relaxed when she heard the noise of a cat. She laid her head back down and went back to sleep.