Hey everyone,
This chapter is going to be awesome, yet at the same time I just want to make one quick statement. In the chapters about Tom Riddle and the Death Eaters, I said I was trying my hardest at action scenes, because I thought how the last two, this and the next two would be nothing but lovey-dovey romance stuff.
However, going by how the last two chapters turned out and what my plans are for the coming chapter, I think it's safe to say that the whole lovey-dovey, while still present in an acceptable amount, has also taken a bit of a backseat to all the action and confrontation that Harry and his mates have had to face.
And honestly, I think throwing in these confrontations is really realistic as, over the course of the previous year, practically no one believed Harry, plus they have been living under a Ministry instead of a royal family for several dozen generations if not more, so that together would definitely make people hesitant in their belief.
Therefore, I really enjoy these chapters as they humanize both Harry and the kingdom he is about to rule over. And of course it allows me to bash whoever I don't like in regards to cannon characters into the ground while also allowing me to create a few more non-canon characters that will join in being bashed.
Let the bashing commence,

Venquine1990


Chapter 28
All Hail The Crown

27th of July 1996
The Rook, Ottery St. Catterpole
Terra's POV

It's been a couple of days since the Patil ball and since then have we been visiting the Weasley Line at their home, the Burrow, several times as their home and family is quite close to the Lovegood home and so it allowed us to get a bit of intel on what could possibly happen when their dance begins and what we could expect.
What is even better is that, being friends with such a diverse family, has allowed us to hear what several sections of the Wizarding World think of our new king after the confrontation between Harry and the other possible royal Umbridge. And the news of everyone hating on Umbridge and choosing Harry over her are definitely welcoming.
A lot of higher ups, according to Percy, are now seriously wondering why a woman like that ever came to be in as high a position as the Minister's Undersecretary, yet it seems none of them blame Fudge, not even for the fact that it was his idea to place her at Hogwarts over the course of the last year, with all its consequences.

Harry himself had not been too happy with the fact that Fudge wouldn't be blamed for the trouble Umbridge caused at the school, yet he had been set at ease over the fact that, by now, the whole English community is practically out for the woman's blood, mostly because of her insult against his mother at the Patil Ball.
"Apparently people don't like it that the woman who allowed for their new king to survive got insulted, nor that her untimely death was caused by a prophesy created through dark magic." Harry had told us, practically rimming with glee over the fact that his parents finally get the honor their deaths have deserved.
Yet when the boy spoke the words untimely death had we all been glad that Harry had had his back to us as we had all shared a shocked, understanding look with each other, each of us thinking of the same world and person and we had all shared very small nods with each other before focusing back on our overly excited mate.

By now it's time for the festivities to start and already, just by moving over to the Rook which serves as the Lovegood's home can I see that Harry was right; the Lovegood Twilight Night really isn't about official parties or anything like high society events as the whole area around the weird looking house looks like one huge party.
There are streamers and slingers of light all around the outer skirt of the party area, there are pathways between patches of either small swamps or other exotic plants and there are House Elves with enchanted wings flying around the guests, some of who actually look to be feeling a little out of place, yet others look more entertained.
There are definitely cliques of people that are happily mingling with each other, talking and laughing, yet there are also a few small groups of people who seem to wonder why they accepted the invitation to this incredible party, yet just looking around at everything around me makes me think: "I am so glad Harry chose me for this one."

Then we get spotted by one of the flying House Elves and he seems to enchant his voice before he shouts: "KING HARRY AND MATE HAVE ARRIVED! JENGLY REPEATS, KING HARRY AND MATE HAVE ARRIVED!" And while this shocks some of those around us, does Harry snicker and whisper: "That is just so Luna."
And then the girl in question arrives and her looks shock me and seem to astound Harry. Her hair has lengthened to reach down to her mid-waist and has been brushed to surround her like a wedding veil. Her face has been made up in such a way her eyes glow with happy glee and her smile is more radiant than Lea's fire.
And finally her dress looks beyond gorgeous and truly show her off to be a young woman in the prime of her life as she wears a sleeveless dress with a single strap covering her right shoulder that has a gorgeous white flower dried and linked into the top of the strap and there is another one at the strap that is just under her cleavage.
From there her dress actually flares out like a wave of water, yet its fabric is so bright with silver and gold sparkles and small gems that she looks like a goddess shining in the middle of the dark night as she approaches us and bows, yet Harry smiles at her as he gets over his shock and then shocks even me as he says:

"No members of my court should bow to me, Lady Luna." And the girl looks up from her bow and Harry says: "I know I didn't say anything about this in my previous balls, but that is because I felt it would be a proper sign of my gratitude, not just to your invitation, but for the way you helped me find my actual heritage last year.
If you hadn't known what you did and motivated me to do what I did, I would have never gotten this far, I would have never been at this Ball and – most importantly to me – I probably would have lost Sirius that night and I would have still been anxious over the now ended war with Lord Voldemort, the new Lord Slytherin.
So thank you, Lady Luna, Maiden of the Beasts." And while many look shocked, does Luna then smile and ask: "Will there be others to this court, your Highness?" And Harry nods as he says: "I chose both those close to me and those who have proven their talents to me over the course of my years here in the Magical World.
I have chosen Lord Tom of the Leaky Cauldron as Guardian over Muggleborns and Muggle-Raised Halfbloods, Lords Fred and George as Lords of Inventions, Lady Fleur Delacour as Maiden of Magical Beings, Lord Nicholas Flamel – yes, he still lives – as Lord of Magic and Lady Hermione as Maiden of Knowledge."

By now Luna is practically glowing with happiness and then Harry shrugs and says: "I am sure there will be more to come, but for now, I have been able to contact these great men and women and asked them to accept these new positions in life. I also hope to use next Ministerial Ball to choose a few more Lords and Maidens."
Luna nods and then suddenly something happens as Harry gets embraced by someone I have never seen before and the slightly older boy, who wears such official robes he almost looks like he is trying to mimic royalty and just the over-confident look and arrogant smirk on his face make me already really worried about him as he speaks:

"You are looking for Lords for your Court, are you? Well, look no more, little prince Potter. You have your Lord for Charms, Transfigurations, Defense, Herbology, Quidditch and many others right here. I mean, who else in this – ahem – group would you pick for any of these categories, huh? Am I right or am I right?"
And while I feel like hitting myself on the head when he calls Harry prince instead of king, does an unimpressed air of silence ring through the air as he ends his self-implying speech and yet the lad seems to take the silence the wrong way as he laughs and says: "See, I told you, everyone here agrees with me."

Yet by now Harry strongly pulls the arm off his shoulder and then calmly dusts said shoulder off, before he turns a cold look at the lad – the same Even told us about and that does indeed worry me – and while the self-absorbed lad seems shocked to see Harry dusting himself off, does he not get the chance to speak up as Harry says:
"First off, I am your king, not your prince, so get your facts straight, McLaggen. Second of, Charms, Transfigurations and Defense fall under magic, which will be Lord Flamel's area of expertise. Herbology will be Neville's responsibility unless he himself knows someone better and Quidditch will be either Ron Weasley or Oliver Wood.
And before you say anything, McLaggen, yes, I did consider you for at least one role, yet there is also a reason I kept this quiet until now. I want advice from others whether or not my choices are the right ones before I approach said person. I do not accept people offering themselves, I want assurance that my knowledge of their talents are legit.
I was suggested you as Lord of High Society Relations, yet I was also suggested either Narcissa Malfoy or Augusta Longbottom. Yet, if you had waited a little longer before approaching me, you would have known the up-following rule: If one of the suggested choices offers themselves, they fall out of the running.

So sorry, McLaggen, but thanks to your own arrogance and over-confidence in yourself, you just lost your spot and – before you even try – you approached me before I could finish my conversation with Lady Luna and thus lost your chance to learn all I just told you. If you had just been patient instead of arrogant, this wouldn't have happened.
Lady Luna, would you be agreeing to leading me and my mate around, perhaps?" Harry then asks his newest lady of court and Luna again shines like the moon in a starless night as she nods and Harry actually gives the McLaggen lad a polite nod of greeting before he, Luna and I pass the furiously raging boy in our shadow.

"You did that amazingly." I whisper at him as Luna shows us the brilliant aspects of her family's party and Harry says: "It's not my fault if people become impatient the minute they hear about a chance before hearing the full story that belongs to that chance. I really did get suggested considering him, but he has himself to blame for this."
Here I nod, yet then, just when Luna has left us because Jengly the House-Elf has spotted a new guest approaching, does a new problem approach as another high dignitary looking young man approaches and the man seems actually shock Harry, yet the black-haired boy does not allow for his shock to overcome him as he asks:
"Heir Draco, I admit myself shocked to see you at this Twilight Night." And the aristocratic blonde bows his head just enough to be considered acceptable before he says: "I am here in name of my father, King Evans. While he has proven regret over his actions, he is still being punished for them as he should be, of course."

Harry nods and then Draco looks at me and says: "You know, King Evans, a lot of those in high society are wondering why you won't just take your queen to these events. There are some, like the Houses of Dragul and Nott that are suggesting that you are ashamed of your choices and thus take the others to prove yourself."
Here Harry shakes his head and say: "It may be true that my royal heritage comes from my mother, may she rest in peace –." Draco nods and Harry goes on: "Yet both my parents have left me with many a proud and strong heritage and I desire only to prove my and my mates' worth to all those titles before I take the throne."
Here Draco smiles at my mate in such a way that the smile looks both approving and almost similar to a smirk before he says: "Now that is exactly the kind of answer I was expecting. So, the thousand galleon question, Potter, when will we see the Queen?" And Harry's smile looks quite similar to the lad's as he says:
"Next Wednesday at the Ministerial Ball, did you expect any less?" And the blonde laughs as he says: "Not at all, many were expecting that answer." And with that do my mate and the blonde fall into an easy conversation, the whole thing starting with Draco asking about Daphne and Harry telling him about his summer with her.

Every now and then, do I pitch in, yet this is more because I can easily spot how, every now and then, people are slowing their walk as they pass us and whenever they pass us by, do I notice how they have satisfied smiles on their faces, making me know I am doing exactly what Harry wanted us to do when he asked us to join him.
Yet the entire time that the dance commences, that Harry talks with Draco, a few others that he seems to know and even a few officials that have apparently come on request of Fudge to get some more knowledge on Harry's plans as a ruler, do I wonder about one thing above all; when Lea, Ienzo and Daphne will be back from their trip.
At first, Lea had wanted to take Ienzo with him because of his ability of Illusion, yet when Daphne had caught wind of what we were planning, she insisted she came as well, telling us how Hades was part of Greek mythology and how the Greeks believed in the power of Three and finally convinced us with one statement:
"I am the future Lady of the Peverell Legacy; the only wizard who ever managed to earn Lord Death's respect. You need me." And since then the three have vanished, yet Ienzo has also left his Lexicon here to make sure that Harry wouldn't notice their absence and this all happened earlier this morning when Harry was getting ready.

Yet, while I wait, wonder where the three of them are staying and keep conversations going between Harry and those who come to talk to him, do I suddenly feel a strong sense of darkness approaching us, yet before I can respond to it in any other way than to tense up, does a large, bulky looking man push our latest conversationalist away.
The man glares at Harry with self-arrogant anger and says: "You are the most ungrateful king I have ever met." Shocking the entire audience around us silent and causing for a flying House elf to fly into one of the poles holding up the lights and streamers, yet the only response Harry gives him is becoming as cold as he did earlier.
"And why do you believe that, Milord?" Harry asks, proving that regardless of the insult he still believes in polite conversation and giving respect where respect is due, yet the man seems to care less than nothing about this as he snarls at the boy and – to the shock of everyone around us – actually spits Harry in the face.
Harry keeps standing the way he is, not even moving his hands to wipe the spit off, yet when I want to move to do so, does Harry stop me with a strong glance before focusing back on the man and raising an eyebrow that silently says: "I am waiting, you were saying." And while the man's anger seems to rise at this, does he snarl:

"The only reason you got your little royal title is because your father led my sister on for years and then cheated on her and betrayed her heart for his own arrogance, picking some nobody Mudblood skank to train his male skills on. You and your mother should have died in that attack all those years ago, not your father.
He should have been with my sister, like he proved her he wanted for most of his school years. Umbridge may not have deserved the crown, but you don't either." Yet while the man had snarled the insult and is near shouting by this point, does Harry keep his stone-like calmness on his face and then softly asks the man:
"And the fact that my mother was the heiress to the Pendragon line and thus the only one who, despite her gender, was the only one of my two parents who could be eligible for the inheritance?" Yet the man scoffs and says: "Please, when Potter married that whore, he gained equal rights to that inheritance and you know it.
No, he should have married the bitch and then just force her to hand over her inheritance to him in a will and then – well, Riddle did love murdering scum like her before he changed, didn't he?" And by now I am absolutely seething with rage at how disgusting this man is, talking such garbage on my mate's beloved mates.

Yet to my utter shock Harry is still looking calm and cool and the man shouts: "WHY ARE YOU STILL SO CALM?" And the answer actually shocks Harry, yet the cold-hearted, almost dead tone that comes from Harry's mouth makes me just want to hug him and make him feel better and protect him from this bastard.
"Because I've heard worse." The man looks flabbergasted and Harry asks: "Why should I care for the opinion of someone who is insulting the love-interest of his sister when the sister of my own mother called her a money grubbing whore that spread her legs for her boy-toy whenever she pleased and abused drugs while she was at it?
Why should I care for one unhappy citizen who hates half of my heritage, when I have dozens of others that openly voice how happy they are that I am taking over where my mother left off? Why should I care for someone who cares so little for his own sister's love interest that he dares insult her love-interest's decisions in life.
I may not have known my parents, but going by how you describe them and your opinion of them, you don't either. And if I have learned one thing over the course of my life as a member of this world it's this; never care for the opinions of those who know nothing of what or who they're talking about; and you're the epitome of that.

Your intentions may have been honorable and courageous, yet your behavior and actions were simple-minded and stupid. Plus, I don't have to get angry – when you have already caused the rage of everyone around us to be aimed at you by yourself." And by this time is Harry actually smirking in satisfied victory.
The man looks absolutely shocked at how his whole speech has been drilled into the ground by a cold-hearted, toneless voice and then looks up, his eyes widening in shocked fear when he sees how everyone around us, both those standing near and those at the edges of the party location are glaring as if wanting to skin the man alive.

The man gulps, but then a horrifyingly familiar voice speaks up and says: "Geesh loweeze and I thought Pain and Panic were brainless and stupid." And in a huge cloud of deadly looking dark smoke does a man with deadly pale skin, bright yellow eyes and with blue flames for hair appear just a few meters away from us.
The deadly man has his arms crossed over his chest, while he is wearing a toga with very short sleeves, a skull for a badge on the right side of his chest and with the bottom of his toga ending up in swirling lines of smoke as he says: "But by the fates and Cerberus combined, you actually beat them at that, my dim-witted friend."
The man besides us looks absolutely terrified at the sight of the man, who then shocks me as he sighs and says: "Heh, didn't I tell you that your stupidity would get you to enter my realm all those years ago? Didn't I? I could have sworn I did, I truly could have sworn I did. Ah, oh well." And with that he actually snaps his fingers.

And to all of our shock does the man's soul actually leave the man's body, the body itself dropping like a sag of sand and causing for many of those around us to scream in fear, yet Harry seems curious instead of angry or scared and asks: "May I, as Lord Peverell, ask for the reason of the visit of my ancestor's greatest rival?"
And Hades, who is slowly calling for the blue-colored soul of the man's soul to him, looks at my mate curiously and while part of me wants to make sure he doesn't notice me as I have no desire for a fight, do I keep my place next to the boy and then Hades actually smirks before he says: "Oh-ho-ho, aren't you an interesting little mortal?"

Then he sees me and grumbles: "Well, look who we have here. My, my, aren't you a sight for the sore eyes." Yet like my mate do I keep myself calm and silent, determined to just remain here and support my mate, yet then Hades shrugs and says: "Heh, oh well. A deal's a deal. Guess you were right after all, little queen."
And while he looks behind him, do I then see how Lea is helping Daphne and Ienzo exit a Corridor of Darkness behind the God of Death and Daphne calmly says: "Like I told you, even with both Harry's inheritances, there will always be those who will challenge him, regardless of how well he has already proven himself."
And this actually makes the God of Death sigh in defeat as he says: "Yeah, yeah, yeah. Gloating is my thing, okay? You kept your side of the deal, I'll keep mine so – here you go." And with that, and with a grumbling look on his face that actually shocks me, does the God snap his fingers yet again, his forefinger aimed at the soul.

The soul had been begging to be returned to his body this entire time, yet the begging had fallen onto deaf ears and as Hades aims his finger at the soul, does the soul scream as it actually gets sucked into the ground below before the same spot of earth cracks and gets broken open, yet what leaves the hole is what astounds me.
A man that has Harry's forehead, wild, messy hair, bad eyes, but then hazel brown and wobbly knees and a woman that has long, flowy auburn red hair and Harry's amazing green eyes as well as his smile and sense of radiance about her appear from the crack, being soul-blue at first, yet turning solid as the crack reseals itself.
Everyone looks absolutely astounded at seeing the Potter elders alive once more and Hades sighs as he mutters: "Last time I make a deal with the Lady of Death. Really should have realized that she knew her mate and that she knew her heritage. Great Underworld, why didn't I learn from last time? She's as annoying as those brothers."
And while he keeps mumbling to himself like this, does he vanish in the same great deal of smoke as he appeared in, yet while this does hold our attention for a few more seconds, does the whole party then turn their shocked attention back at the happily smiling young couple that is now standing in the center of the party area.

"M-mu-mum? D-d-d-dad?" Harry then asks, absolutely shocked and Lea smirks as he says: "You did say that their death was untimely and that it happened long before they should have. Sure, Hades was pissed that it took us this long, but – he does love making his little deals." And this seems to break Harry out of his stupor.
The boy, nothing more than a cold-hearted perfect elite member of society a few seconds ago, now rushes for his parents with a trail of tears flowing behind him and both Lily and James Potter happily open their arms and engulf their son in their embrace, all of them crying in heartfelt joy as they reunite after all these years.
"You're alive! You're really alive! You're actually alive! You – you're alive!" Harry keeps repeating as he seems completely obvious to how the entire party is now cheering and applauding loudly for the reunion of the royal family and how the wrong of the Potter elder's murder has been righted after more than a decade.

Yet neither of his parents seem to care for their son's rambling or the extravaganza happening around them as they just keep smiling at each other and then down at their son only to repeat the same movement and then finally, when words seem to escape Harry, does James mutter: "Your destiny chose right, son. It really did."
And this makes a teary, childish-looking Harry look up at his father with a huge smile on his face and ever since having met the young lad, have I never seen him looking more amazing, cute and brilliant than he does now and I can't help but think: "He shines brighter with his family than Luna did when we first saw her earlier."

Yet then Harry steps away from his parents, wiping his eyes and confusing many of those around him as he suddenly seems to pull himself back together before he takes a deep breath and says: "I, Harry James Potter-Gryffindor-Ravenclaw-Peverell-Pendragon, officially submit my royal title to my birth-givers, Lilian and James Potter.
I hereby give up full rights to the crown, accept no other role than crown-prince and accept that all other titles, responsibilities, duties and honor befall James Potter of Houses Potter, Gryffindor and Peverell and Lily Evans of Houses Evans, Ravenclaw and Pendragon. Upon my blood, so I swear, so mote it be."

And this magical oath causes for another silence to fall upon the surrounding crowds at the same time that a gorgeous golden crown with single blue sapphire at the front of the crown appears above James Potter's unruly mess of hair and a similarly gorgeous silver crown with one sapphire and two emeralds appears on Lily Potter's red hair.
The two look shocked and then Harry, who has received a single circlet around his head that is actually similar to the circlets that my mates and I are wearing, but then with one huge emerald in the center up front, bows down and says: "All hail King James and Queen Lily, the rulers of Magical England. All Hail the crown."
And while the shock seems to linger around for a few more seconds, is Lea the first to recover as he smiles and then bows down himself, repeating our mate's words before Ienzo, Daphne and I share a look and a smile and we follow his example, the rest of the party following after and causing for four words to ring through the area:

"ALL HAIL THE CROWN!"


And that is that!
Okay, THAT HAPPENED! I will be perfectly honest with you, I was NOT planning on bringing Lily and James back to life when I started this chapter. It just came to me when I was writing Harry talking about the public opinion of Umbridge and his parents and when I realized that Hades was in the Kingdom Hearts Series.
To be honest, I was just planning on the part with McLaggen and the part with the guy insulting Lily because James married her instead of his sister. For those of you wondering, no, I never actually thought of a name for the guy, I just wanted someone to, again, be a total dick to Harry and his mother's heritage, nothing else mattered.
Okay, that was that,

Venquine1990