Rise of Nation

Chapter 1

Abandonment

When a Government is No Longer Serving the People it's Time to Find a New One

"Well?" Zabini whispered to Daphne Greengrass.

The two Slytherins were sitting at a table in the library. The topic of their conversation was just a few yards away trying to figure out a way to survive the first event of the Triwizard tournament. Granger, was nearby chewing thoughtfully on a quill as she flipped through several pages.

"He's nearby, Bones, Abbot, Lovegood, and several others are in position to assist us. I think it'd be best if Bones and Abbot would bring up the idea first." Daphne replied.

Blaise nodded in agreement.

"Yeah, even if we do have some decent motives he'd be more apt to trust Susan and Hannah than a couple of slimy snakes." Zabini agreed.

"I'll let them know." Daphne agreed.

At that Daphne stood and walked over to the two Hufflepuff girls that were supposedly studying near the door to the library.

"Zabini feels that you'd be a better option since Potter doesn't trust Slytherins."

Hannah smirked as Susan nodded.

"Alright. We'll do it. I'm not sure how, but we will." Susan promised.

"Good, you're the only ones we can trust on this." Daphne whispered.

At that Susan, and Hannah stood and walked over calmly to Harry and Hermione.

"Hello Harry." Susan whispered as she sat beside Harry, as Hannah sat beside Hermione.

"Hi Hermione." Hannah greeted quietly.

"Hi girls." Harry said without looking up.

"What did you need?" Hermione asked pleasantly.

"Well, have you ever noticed how messed up the wizarding world is?" Susan asked hesitantly.

Hermione snorted quietly while Harry nodded in disgust. Yes, he had seen it first hand; his godfather sent to Azkaban without the decency of even giving him a trial.

"Almost daily." She replied.

"Well...I'm not sure how I should go about this." Susan said weakly.

"Just do your best, we won't bite your head off." Harry grinned.

"Well, in England muggleborns are considered second class right?"

Hermione nodded coldly. Harry also nodded in disgust.

"But here's the thing that one one mentions...Women are treated even worse."

"What?" Hermione, and Harry both hissed.

Susan nodded miserably. Harry felt a rage at the wizarding world. It was bad enough to think that blood purity meant anything, but to treat women even wore than that? Unforgivable.

"My Auntie was lucky she was able to ascend to such a 'high' position. Honestly, the only reason she really got it was because everyone was sure that the next Head of Magical Law enforcement was going to die and the 'leadership' didn't want to lose another pureblood male." Susan said bitterly.

"As terrible as all this is why bring it up now?" Harry asked curiously as he pushed his book off to the side.

"I think I need to explain the full reality of this before you'll understand why I'm bringing it up." Susan whispered.

At this Harry nodded and with a faint wave of his hand he encouraged her to continue.

"If you ignore blood status the status quo is simple: Wizards, male children, females. Women are of course more valuable if they're pureblooded but generally speaking most women don't get jobs, nor do they have the right to say anything to their husbands. Also, once their male children reach the age of eleven typically mothers have to do as their children say."

"What?" Hermione whispered weakly.

"Say for example you married a pureblood Hermione, odds are you'd be forced to stay at home, take care of the house and make babies. Your opinion would mean absolutely nothing might I add. Not that it's any better for me." Susan whispered in disgust.

"Why haven't I heard about this?" Hermione hissed as tears of fury trailed down her face.

"It's the dirty secret of the wizarding realm. Pureblood witches are groomed from the day they're born to be essentially slaves, and Hogwarts, as well as the ministry dares not tell muggleborns this because if they found out...Well, they'd try to run and so they'd have to spend effort trying to hunt their 'slaves' down." Susan replied.

"Why are you able to break free if you don't mind me asking?" Harry asked hesitantly.

"Auntie, she raised me. My parents died about three weeks before yours." Susan said sadly.

"I-I'm sorry." Harry whispered.

"Auntie didn't want me to end up like all the other witches, and there are a few witches and wizards that disagree with the ministry's stance on this so there is some opposition. It's just quiet. It has to be, no one wants to go to Azkaban after all."

"That's horrid." Hermione shuddered.

"It's also commonplace to ensnare husbands and wives via 'love potion'." Hannah added helpfully.

"Wait, what?" Harry asked quietly.

Hannah nodded. Harry felt his stomach trying to rebel in horror. His belly churned and he felt terribly ill.

"That's right. Of course, its not always for sex, but sometimes money or political power. Say for example; a pureblood witch is instructed to get Harry Potter to marry her, she will likely turn to love potions."

"That's just wrong." Hermione and Harry muttered.

"Good examples are Arthur and Molly Weasley she decided she wanted him so...she got him. In a strange way it made sense since he was kind and treated her well. And another example...is my father and mother...father wanted an heir so..." Hannah added weakly.

"Hannah..." Susan gasped in surprise.

Harry stared at them in chagrin. He could sense their honesty; it rolled off of them, and while he was unsure how to deal with crying girls he had a feeling that they approached him so that they didn't have to live in fear anymore. If that was the case...Well, nothing would stop the last Potter.

"You didn't know?" Hermione whispered in surprise.

Susan shook her head.

"I never wanted to tell anyone..." A few tears trailed down Hannah's face.

Hermione pulled the girl into a gentle hug as she let out a quiet sob.

The brown haired girl whispered a few soothing words.

"Now, the reason we're laying our hearts to bare like this is...We want out of this cycle of insanity. As do several other witches and even a couple wizards."

"How?" Harry asked with his emerald eyes blazing.

"It's also a way to get you out of this tournament." Susan added with a grin.

"I'm listening." Harry said eagerly.

"Have you ever heard of the phrase: 'If you don't like it, live somewhere else.'?" Susan asked as Hannah dabbed her eyes.

Hermione nodded slowly.

"Now the problem with that is twofold, Currently, all nations have agreed to respect the magical legal bindings made in England. And two, Magical England has treaties that allows it to pull it's citizens out of other countries, made more difficult since the ministry has to approve your application to become a citizen of another country. Those laws and treaties were created in the 'glory era' of the ministry." Susan explained.

At this Hermione frowned thoughtfully.

"So how does one get around these problems?" Harry asked curiously.

At this her eyes widened.

"You aren't suggesting that Harry forms a new country?" Hermione whispered in a strangled tone.

"Why not?" Susan asked.

Harry's mouth opened and shut dumbly for a few seconds before he let out a quiet chuckle.

"You really had me going there Susan." Harry chuckled, and then took another glance at their grim faces.

"You aren't joking?" Harry asked.

Susan gave a serious nod. Harry's mouth suddenly felt terribly dry.

"Have you ever heard the story of Atlantis? It was an island Kingdom created by a powerful mage that pulled the island out of the water. Only after one of their kings went nuts did it collapse."

Hermione frowned thoughtfully.

"Plus...Plus if you did rule, you could give your godfather amnesty and protection. You could also make him an ambassador which would give him legal immunity in other countries." Hermione pointed out.

"Strangely, I find myself liking this idea." Harry admitted.

Harry found himself almost grinning at the idea, if he was able to create a country (although the 'powerful' part had him nervous) he would be free from many of the threats against him, and most importantly, he'd be able to save these girls from a terrible type of slavery.

"If you do decide that you want to go through with this I can assure you that you do have the power." Susan whispered.

"Huh?" Harry asked eloquently.

"You drove off a hundred Dementors, killed a basilisk, and even managed to face You-Know-Who while he was possessing an incredibly powerful wizard, plus your Merlin Index is off the charts."

"Merlin index?" Hermione questioned.

Harry blinked. Something Hermione didn't know? That was unusual.

"Another secret of the ministry's. They have the ability to monitor Magical power exuded whenever you cast a spell. Currently, Harry has preformed at a 255 on the Merlin Index. You only need a 150 to raise an island. Hermione you've preformed at a 136." Susan whispered even quieter.

"How'd you find that out?" Hermione asked in an impressed voice.

"One of our Allies is well placed in the department of magical control."

"Magical Control?" Harry asked in a nervous tone.

"Yeah, it basically watches all magic and if a wizard or witch gets to be too powerful...well, those wizards usually disappear."

"What power does that usually happen at?" Harry asked fearfully.

"260." Hannah replied bluntly.

"I'm a few points from being apprehended?" Harry asked with a nervous tone.

"Now, Dumbledore is an exception he's preformed at 323 and he's still safe, but no one dares bring him in anyway. You...well, you're still developing, it wouldn't surprise me if they decide to greet you shortly."

"I don't like the sound of that." Harry admitted.

"I don't blame you." Hannah agreed.

"So, it's perilous for me to even stay here. Is that what you're saying?" Harry asked weakly.

Susan nodded.

"It's in our best interest since you're the only one with the power to do it, and it's in your interest since you haven't learned enough to hold off the department anyway."

"When do we start?" Harry asked bluntly.

AN: I realize that the subtitle was rather...bold. But that's always been the American Way...

Anyhow, in all seriousness. I read a fic a while ago where Harry was encouraged to leave and make his own country...(It was a 'one shot idea') And I think it was by Rorschach's blot

Which basically 'Harry gets fed up and creates his own country'. I can't recall for sure if it was.

If you were the writer that had the basic plot line direct me to a link and I'll read it and give you the proper credit.

Okay, As for that I highly doubt that I'll take it off in the direction that they were planning with it, although it might start off that way...

I probably will post this in Tales first and if it continues to flow well...This might be the new story. I'm desperately trying to get some fics churning out again. T.T

I should mention that there is some 'extra's that I would add to this chappie...flesh it out and all.

Hope you enjoy!