Harry and Eugene landed in a secluded spot just outside the White House, and out of the way from the muggles. Steeling themselves, they shared a look before nodding to each other, walking briskly to the front entrance. They didn't even pause to look at any of the sights. Greeting the guards politely, they showed them the two letters that had been sent to Harry the day before, and the two diplomats were allowed entry. Just as he had done before his conversation with Dumbledore on Friday, Harry willed his rings and sash to show themselves. An aura of power surrounded him once more, and the Boy-Who-Lived knew he was in his element. The game of politics was his favorite game to play.
After going through security, Eugene and Harry waited in the entrance hallway, and a representative told them that Bush and Piquery would be there momentarily. They sat down and waited, a comfortable yet tense silence enveloping them.
"You ready for this, son?" asked Eugene, resting a hand on his boy's shoulder and squeezing it softly. Harry looked up at him, nodding.
"As ready as I have to be, father. For one of my first political excursions, this is huge. I just hope that I am ready." Harry laughed, his laughter filling the hall.
At last, President Bush entered, followed closely by President Piquery.
"President Bush, President Piquery." Harry and Eugene stood up as Harry spoke. "A pleasure to finally meet you both face-to-face."
"It is a pleasure to meet you as well, Heir Washington and Minister Flitwick." President Bush responded, shaking both of their hands as Piquery did the same. "Shall we move to my office, so that we may continue this conversation in a more private location?"
Harry and Eugene nodded, and followed the two presidents to the room they knew as the Oval Office. As soon as Harry stepped in the room, a tingle went down his spine as he realized that he would one day call this room his office. It was an unsettling thought, but a welcome one. Smiling, he gazed around the room, memorizing every detail. He knew he wouldn't be in here again after today until he ran for president.
One certain thing caught his eye: a portrait of his ancestor as commander of the Continental Army. Washington caught him staring, and winked at him, placing a finger on his lips as a sign to remain quiet. Harry winked back, turning to Bush and Piquery with an unnervingly serene expression on his face.
"I assume you have called me here not to prate on frivolous topics, but instead to discuss more serious things such as the state of European and American Politics, Madam and Mister President. Am I correct in my assumption?" asked Harry, and the two nodded. Eugene relaxed, knowing his son had the situation under his control. "By the way, feel free to call me Harry. 'Heir Washington' is too much of a mouthful."
"Please, call me George" said the no-maj president, smiling.
"And you may call me Seraphima." Piquery added, nodding. She ran a finger through her blonde hair, before continuing. "Hello again, Eugene. I haven't seen you since you were elected, how are things going over in Britain?" She and Eugene had become great friends over the course of the First Voldemort War, but had not seen each other since Harry came into the family.
"Terrible," groaned Eugene, and Harry nodded, confirming the statement. "Chief Warlock Dumbledore, our resident manipulative old fool, has the entire wizarding population wrapped around his money-stealing finger! I may be minister, but they do not listen to me. They only follow him, and he is slowly taking over the country."
President Bush groaned at the mention of Dumbledore, before speaking: "Explain the comment you made about him being, and I quote, a 'manipulative old fool.' I already have an idea, I just want to see if I am right. Before you ask me how I know him, Seraphima has introduced me to him once, and I hated his guts after five minutes of his prattling on about how the 'dark and grey need to be controlled.' All for the greater good of course." He rolled his eyes and scoffed. "Greater Good, my arse."
Harry took over. "Let me handle it over here, pa."
Eugene nodded, and Harry continued. "How much do you two know about the events on October 31, 2001?"
"Essentially, the day Albus decided to try and fuck with my heir's life!" chimed in Washington from his portrait, and the President who shared his name nearly fell off his chair in shock. Piquery looked amused yet confused, and Harry and Eugene were laughing.
"Classic move, George." said Harry as President Bush recovered from his scare.
"Y-you can talk? How?" stammered the normally calm President, staring wide-eyed at the man who had shared the same office as him more than two-hundred years ago. He knew of magic, but he didn't know some of it was present in his own office! And right under his nose too!
George smirked, giving the President of his country the exact same answer he had given Harry the day prior. "Magic."
"Once again, very helpful answer George." responded Harry, grinning at his ancestor and friend. "Now, we must be getting back to our conversation."
An hour later, Bush and Piquery were fully briefed on the situation with Dumbledore, and after hearing of some of the things the man had done were both enraged.
"THAT BASTARD!" exclaimed Bush, jumping out of his chair when Harry finished explaining.
"I knew there was a reason I didn't trust him" snarled Seraphima, barely controlling her rage. "How dare he do those things to one of my own citizens!"
Eugene raised a hand, and they respectfully fell silent for their fellow politician. "If I may, we need to discuss what me and my son's next step of action will be."
"We certainly need to enact certain laws in magical Britain to keep the manipulations of Dumbledore under control. That bastard needs to pay." growled Seraphima, and George furiously nodded. Suddenly, a wide grin spread over Harry and Eugene's face as they both got an idea.
"We have an idea!" they said together, an identical mischievous grin appearing on their faces. "Promise us you will stay on our side no matter what?"
"I promise," swore Bush, and Harry shook the man's hand happily.
"I too swear my loyalty to your side, but what is your idea?" asked Piquery, a resigned look on her face.
"You'll see, just check the Daily Prophet two or three days from now. President Bush, I will see to it that a copy gets sent to your office." explained Eugene, and the two nodded.
"I think that is all for today, thank you for taking the time to meet with us." President Bush said, and stood up, shaking the father/son duo's hands once more as Piquery did the same.
"No, thank you for taking the time to listen to us. Your alliance will be invaluable." Harry responded, standing up.
"Write to me sometime, Seraphima! Maybe you can come over for dinner one night? I know Scarlett would love to reconnect with you." asked Eugene, and Seraphima nodded.
"I will let you know when the pressure of schedule lets up." Seraphima commented, and grinned at her friend.
"Excellent. If that is all, then we shall be making our leave. Thank you once again. Come on, Harry. I assume Minerva and Filius are waiting for you at Hogwarts."
END OF CHAPTER
Author's note: Hey guys! I managed to finish this chapter this morning, so I decided to go ahead and post it. I know Bush was not president in 2011, when this takes place, but I realized that too late and I had already published the last chapter. Let's all pretend that Barack Obama runs for pres in 2012 instead of 2008 because… fanfiction. And yes, Obama will be on the same page as Harry in terms of his plans for the future. Man, will this story get interesting when it overlaps with the 2016 election in Harry's sixth year at Hogwarts. I can't wait
What do you all think Eugene and Harry are planning? Any ideas on what laws, if any, they will propose and pass? How do you think Dumbledore will react? What about the rest of the ministry?
Please, do not discuss political views in the comments. I am trying to keep this as calm as possible. Try to view this story from a neutral point of view. Even so, please review! I love to know what my readers think of what I write and if I can approve.
The Queen is out!