Please REVIEW folks, nine reviews for 1200 views last chapter was just...sad... Anyway I hope you all like where I'm going to take a specific character, chances are my next update will be to Never Alone since Jakes coming over to help me troubleshoot the outline. Who knows though, get enough response to this one I may put it on the backburner for another week. Also went for the old school brit spelling of artefakt, no complaining kiddos.
There were just some things that Lilly Potter could not explain about being a woman, she was operating under a handicap of spending fifteen years as a bloke and many of the intricacies had to be explained to her, usually accompanied by the typically confusing reasoning behind them. So it really didn't strike her as odd that she had no idea why she had just caught three sixth year boys in her bedchambers going through her things, and it certainly didn't surprise her that she had no idea why they were trying to make off with her knickers.
That being said, not knowing the whys of a situation involving a ladies undergarments being made off with by three young men who'd taken extreme steps to bypass dozens of wards wasn't really relevant; she was aware it probably had to do with something she was unfamiliar with which on average meant sex or one of its many fetishes. So after stunning the would be thieves she vanished their clothing, stuck a pair of Lavender's knickers on each of their heads and had Dobby apparate them to be dropped in the Great Hall at dinner time, disproportionate retribution at its finest.
Whistling cheerfully as she entered the common room she saw Neville talking quietly with the twins, the three boys saw her approach and they all looked a bit sheepish, Gred or Forge coughed lightly then asked,
"So was the information accurate?" Nodding appreciativly she gave the trio a winning smile,
"Indeed it was, thank you gents, while I have no desire whatsoever to know what they wanted them for dinner will surely be interesting tonight." Her mirthless chuckle and gleaming eyes made them fear for the misguided boys in her clutches but Lilly was one of theirs so she had to be warned, pranking each other was all well and good but don't mess with family. Deciding to end the conversation before they were drawn too far into Lilly's web of vengence Neville motioned for the door portal,
"Well all right then, shall we go meet Hermione for Herbology? Class starts in twenty minutes after all?" She followed Neville while waving absently to the twins pouting a bit,
"She didn't wait for us? Not like her at all," Neville shrugged lightly at that,
"Said she wanted to mail a letter to her parents before class, notice you two have been spending a lot of time together lately," Grinning coyly she made eye contact with Neville while raising her brows up and down,
"And I've noticed you and Miss Lovegood have been nigh inseparable for the past week, is something going on there?" Surprising her by laughing rather then blushing he gave her a brief smirk,
"Lets hope so," chortling a bit she fist bumped him,
"Atta boy Nev knew you had it in you!" Before he could respond they heard the all too familiar sound of a ferret chattering at his betters, rounding the corner Malfoy and his gang had formed a rough semi-circle around Hermione who looked completely disinterested in the taunts being thrown her way.
Hell Lilly wasn't even that worried, the spells she'd taught Hermione would put most aurors on the ropes much less Draco, the prat in question continued his tirade as the two Gryffindors stood behind him, looking about she noted with some satisfaction that none of the picture frames were currently inhabited. Pleased Dumbles wouldn't be hearing about this one Lilly winked at Hermione over Draco's shoulder and decided to see how this played out,
"So Granger we always knew you had a thing for Potter, but now what are you going to do, hope she's a clam diver now?" Well, to be fair however crude it may be he wasn't far off the mark, but far be it from Lilly to inform him of it; Hermione just shook her head with a knowing smirk on her lips while wryly replying,
"Malfoy if I didn't know better I'd say you were hoping she'd give you a roll, although that would mean you'd been with Harry Potter which in a very messed up science fiction manner would make you a poof," resisting the urge to snort Neville covered his mouth while Lilly made a disgusted face at the thought of Malfoy touching her, ick. Malfoy began seething as he took a step towards Hermione, voice grating out,
"When my father hear's about this insult you filthy mudblood whore-" Lilly walked up and grabbed his shoulder spinning him around, he had an indignent sneer on his face right up to the point where he met her glowing eyes and wide grin,
"'Ello lover boy," with a flick of her finger Hermione and Neville downed his crew with several silent stunners, before Draco knew what happened he was the last man standing. Casting silent bodybinder, levitation and silence charms on the Malfoy heir she put a finger under his chin and pulled the terrified youth to the point their noses nearly touched.
Never losing the grin Lilly cooed, "Oh you just had to call my Hermione such a naughty word, that's right, mine, so next time you decide it would be a good idea to act out on your inbred bigotry well," spreading her free hand next to his head she crooned, "Sacrificet Mihi Fiendfyre." Even Neville and Harmione backed off as the demonic serpent of fire erupted in Lilly's palm, hissing at the creature she had summoned the unholy fire twirled around her hand leaving it unburned.
Draco looked like he was about to loose control of his bladder, with a thin smile Lilly whispered, "This is your final warning, mess with me if you want but you leave my girl out of this, I trust we have an understanding," crushing the fiery demon in her palm banishing it back to whence it came she released the charms on Draco and stepped over his sobbing form.
Sighing in annoyance she hooked her arms through both her friends while shaking her head leading them forward, "And now we're going to be late for class, ugh." As they marched away Hermione found her voice,
"Dear, was that actually fiendfyre?" Grinning then letting out far too feminine of a giggle Lilly frowned and tried to reign in the girly before responding,
"Nope, illusion charm, I can summon fiendfyre if I wanted and probably control it, but why risk hurting anyone when all I wanted to do was put the fear of god in the jumped up tosser?" Both her friends relaxed at that and the rest of the day passed without incident, after a rather spirited snog session with Hermione Lilly wandered into her dorm and fell face first onto her bed, 'Two more days and your free Sirius,' she thought with a tired smile as sleep stole over her.
Bellatrix Lestrange was a slightly disillusioned witch at the moment, sure she'd done some nasty things in the last war, tortured, killed, maimed so on and so forth but that was what she was raised to do. Really, as a scion of the Black family she was obligated to follow the dark arts and listen to her assigned husbands demands and to enjoy it, so she had tried and succeeded to a point. The problem was, she despised Rodolphos with a passion, he and his brother were pure-bloods and that was their only saving grace, she was fairly certain neither man had a cognizant thought outside of "Shag, get pissed, kill."
Sighing as she prowled the dilapidated relic known as the Riddle Mansion that she was forced to reside in Bellatrix did her best not to make a noise lest she disturb her chosen master, or rather the shadow of the man she use to consider her master. Tom Riddle had been a gorgeous man, chisel jawed, brilliant eyes, perfectly coiffed hair and a bum to die for, as the war progressed he became less...human, and near the end he had been more dark creature then man.
Truthfully at that point she'd already been too deep to turn back, she was still being the dutiful wife following her husbands lead while at the same time doing the masters bidding to the best of her ability; she'd put her all into her efforts in the hopes of being recognized as an equal and in doing so she was the first the Dark Lord attempted to rescue.
So when she had been freed from Azkaban by this mentally unstable ...mutated...thing... that claimed to be the Dark Lord Bellatrix began reconsidering her choices, heartfully and completely. The Black's were near extinct, Bellatrix herself was despised by the magical world over and the pure-bloods had no leadership outside of this snake/girl/wizard constantly muttering about a prophecy and "Goddamn gray wizards". Contemplating her future and trying her best to avoid the Dark Lords random minutes long cruciatus sessions Bellatrix began considering other options and new masters.
Willing herself to ignore Wormtails screams Bellatrix made for a set of double doors and found herself on an open balcony above a frost kissed garden, this wasn't what she wanted from her life, not in the slightest.
"Time to find a new path..." as Lord Voldemort's former right hand woman plotted her escape, Peter Pettigrew screamed in agony as he bled from his eyes wishing he had never even considered getting involved with the Dark Lord.
If Lilly were to pick one emotion to describe her current mood it would have to absolutely livid, it was three days before the Wizenmagot meeting and she'd been on her way to meet up with her lovely girlfriend to finalize their plans when she'd been bashed in the skull by a bludger bat. Normally that wouldn't be enough to take her, but seeing as how she wasn't expecting it in the slightest well...she'd admit it, she'd been caught completely off guard.
Feeling as if throwing up was probably a good option she began tentatively evaluating several points, namely her arms and legs were tied to a chair, not good, her mouth also gagged prevented her from speaking and if she was a normal fifth year this all would probably concern her; as it stood it was a minor annoyance. Her glasses had obviously been destroyed when she'd been bitch smacked by a bat so her vision would likely be blurry if she hadn't been blindfolded, but the voices...oh the voices...
"Is she alive?" Malfoy, 'Oh Draco the things I'm going to do to you with that bat...' then the most damning sound of all,
"Hem-Hem, remove her gag, we need to question her now," Oh-ho-ho, now its on, as the blindfold was removed she saw the bleary and ever lovely High Inquisitor of Hogwarts in all her disgusting pink cardigan wrapped glory. Interestingly enough Draco didn't seem too keen on this turn of events, as the Umbitch continued to examine her the blonde prat spoke up again,
"Look, is it really necessary to tie her down like this?" Umbridge and his own lackies turned to stare at him before the toad responded,
"She must be taught a lesson young Malfoy, you know this is how we handle problems as pure-bloods, we must teach our inferiors the errors of their ways." The toad turned back to Lilly as the gag was removed, spitting up a disgusting wad of coagulated phlegm Lilly decided to turn the fear factor up to eleven and faced her captor,
"I'm going to spoon feed you the bloody cruciatus for hours before I'm done with you bitch," The look of shock that crossed Umbridge's face was a reward in on itself, she expected a broken begging girl, not one already plotting vengeance. Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned, and Lillith was ready to live up to her name sake.
Glaring at Crabbe and Goyle as her eyes began glowing Lilly didn't restrain the crooked grin that stole its way across her lips, 'Always easy to intimidate the weak minded' she thought grimly. "I'm going to hurt you all, slowly and painfully, I will sunder your flesh, burn your bones, and curse your names, count on it." Glancing away from the two disturbed boys she glared at Umbridge her smoldering gaze showing nothing but complete contempt.
Coughing lightly in a mockery of the toads manner she asked, "Well, I believe I'm here for a reason, what do you want Ministry Appointed Instructor Umbridge? I'm assuming something asinine like am I plotting to help Dumbledore overthrow Fudge or the like? Can we get this over with I'm missing a study session right now and I'd rather your little power trip not interfere with my OWL's anymore then it already has." Trying to regain lost ground Umbridge scowled and lowered herself uncomfortably close to Lilly's bloodied face,
"Its High Inquisitor to you and you will tell me everything I want to know, you have no control over this," before Lilly could react the Umbitch grabbed her jaw and forced it open dumping something down her throat. Gagging and trying not swallow Umbridge smashed her palm against the teens nose and mouth preventing her from breathing, eventually reflex kicked in and she swallowed the mystery substance. As an unnatural calm began spreading across her body she stopped resisting and gave in to the potions magics, all the while screaming trapped in her own mind.
Looking far too pleased Umbridge asked, "What is your name?" Trying to resist and failing Lilly emotionlessly stated,
"I was born Harry James Potter, as of recently I am now known as Lillith Alice Potter," twisiting her disgusting worm like lips into a sadastic grin she then continued,
"What is your position in Dumbledore's inner circle?" It must be said, that she was actually rather proud of herself for being snarky even under truth serum,
"I'm not anything to Dumbledore's inner circle you single minded dimwit, I was nothing more then a piece in his game and I decided I was no longer going to allow anyone to use me." That seemed to throw her for a loop, Draco was looking at her quizzically as if he couldn't quite comprehend what she was saying; for her part Lilly was simply trying to bring her mental barriers up against this vile potion.
"What are you plotting at then, why lie about You-Know-Who being back, why start a defense club, why are you resisting the ministry?!" Still under sway of the veritaserum but doing her best to resist she ground out,
"I...I'm...I...grrr...I'm sorry Madam Umbridge...I mustn't tell lies" Finally locking her mind down she shrugged off the potion and sent a wave of uncontrolled magic through her body splintering her bonds and the chair she sat in while sending everyone flying. Eyes glowing in emerald fury she summoned her wand from Umbridge's desk and cast Oblivate's on Crabbe and Goyle, meeting gazes with Draco she briefly entered his mind and was mildly shocked to see that he honestly thought this was all a bad idea.
Huh, only reason he went through with it was Umbridge promised leniency on his father for being "misguided" on his pursuit of Pure-Blood supremacy despite the fact he was scared shitless of Lilly; feeling an iota of begrudging respect for trying to protect his family she struck him with a paralyzing charm.
Kneeling down beside him she glared into his eyes, "Draco, today's your lucky day, I did after all give you free reign to come after me so for now, you get to be the Boy-Who-Lived, now watch what happens when I stop being nice," turning his head so he could watch the proceedings she stood and stretched lithely while glancing over at the downed toad with a toothy grin.
Prowling towards Umbridge as the rotund woman attempted to stand Lilly sent one pointed toe boot strait into the bitch's gut causing her to double over in pain, grinning in a manner that would have even Hermione concerned she drawled out,
"My my my, I have to say I'm almost impressed you figured out that the castle only protects me from magical threats, I'm not so impressed that you hadn't realized I myself was a threat, and according to Draco over there he even warned you, pity you're as slow as you are incompetent." As Umbridge looked up at the wrathful teen her hate overrode her pain,
"You foul half-blood whore, I'll have you sent to Azkaban for this, I'll-" kicking the would be professor again, and a third time for good measure Lilly began cackling manically,
"You have no power! Don't you get that?! Your power was something handed to you by a politician, when you're faced with someone who does not respect your authority you have NOTHING! You're going to serve one final purpose, I'd been putting this off due to being painfully aware of the hypocrisy but as of now this move is the only way to muzzle a mad dog such as yourself," voice turning mocking she pointed her wand at the downed undersecretary, "Now High Inquisitor Umbridge, IMPERIO!"
After giving Umbridge her orders Lilly stunned then apparated Draco and his minions into the girls lavatory near the Slytherin common rooms, she obliviated the details but made Draco keep the feelings that had him so terrified of her; honestly at this point it was be a real waste to erase that kind of progress. After reentering Umbridges office she cast a few spells to clean up the room then with a bit more effort then she'd like to admit levitated the vacant eyed toad onto her chair; hopefully the spell held till tomorrow night she'd never actually had a chance cast the Imperius before so it was a work in progress.
That done Lilly slowly made her way up to the medical wing, casting a disillusion charm on herself she avoided Poppy as she raided the potions stock, downing everything necessary to heal herself, (plus pocketing a few extra pepper-up's just in case) she made her way to her final stop. Approaching the great hall she conjured a mirror and made sure she'd managed to clean all the blood from her face and clothes, satisified for the time being she entered the hall and headed towards her favorite pair of professors at the high table. Flitwick and MacGonagall looked up from their conversation as Lilly stood before them grinning a bit sheepishly,
"Yes Miss Potter?" The Charms professor asked, scratching the back of her head she replied,
"Err, it appears I was pranked while I was napping and someone made off with my glasses, I could conjur my own replacement pair but I have next to no idea how to detect my prescription sooo..." both professors gave her warm smiles, Flitwick did a quick scan of her eyes and MacGonagall deftly transfigured a spoon into a rather fetching pair of cateye glasses. Not able to suppress the annoying female emotion she let out a mild squeak,
"Cute! Thanks professors!" Both smiled and nodded to their favored student as she slipped on the new eyewear and made for her girlfriend who was in deep conversation with Neville, Luna, and Daphne, 'A claw, and a snake hanging out with the lions, who would have thought.' Sliding in next to the lovely Miss Granger Lilly began grabbing platters with gusto, that was the trade off for fast healing potions, you were bloody ravenous for hours afterwords and there was little to do for it. Hermione discreetly grabbed her left hand under the table as Daphne gave her a once over,
"You look a bit rumpled Potter, what happened?" Snorting and deciding that these four would make a rather decent inner circle (she'd have to pull Susan Bones in at some point) Lilly shook her head in annoyance,
"Umbridge cajoled Malfoy and his bookends to beat my skull in with a bludger bat and drag me to her office, she was trying to dose me with truth serum when Draco had a change of heart and stunned the bitch when he realized what she was up to. In the immortal words of sailors across the world, I could really use a drink." Her friends stared at her wide-eyed while Hermione practically crushed her hand, brown met emerald as she soothed her better half,
"Don't worry I'm fine, I'm swimming in potions at the moment and I jammed all three boys into a girls toilet stall, I'm hoping a first year finds them," looking a bit more reassured they broke eye contact to see Luna shaking her head sending her radish earrings swaying,
"Daddy's been reporting on the Ministries excesses for years, its only getting worse it seems..." Daphne actually looked appalled,
"That plebeian dared to strike the heir to two Ancient and Noble houses? Seriously? What did she hope to gain?" Snorting Lilly dug into her steak and kidney pie and swallowed a bite before replying,
"She was rambling about Pure-Blood supremacy the entire time, honestly Daph I think the woman is just a small minded bigot that can't see past her own nose, hell my moms line can be traced back to a Gryffindor squib for crying out loud. I hold no illusions that blood purity means anything but I have more connections to the ancient houses then that self righteous bitch could ever hope for..." That actually seemed to grab Neville and Hermione's attention, looking away from Luna for the first time since Lilly had sat down he asked,
"Wait you're a descendant of Griffindor?" Smirking as she dug back into her pie Lilly nodded as she licked the gravy from her fork,
"You and me both Nev, Hermione here is actually a descendant of a Ravenclaw squib as well, all our genealogies are available at the library, its just no one looks into them. Lessee, I'm fifth cousins with Daphne here, third cousins with you Nev, second cousins with Susan Bones, and I think I'm something like fifth cousin twice removed with the Weaselys. Our society has some serious inbreeding problems." Hermione looked at her in wide eyed shock,
"I'm...I'm descended from Ravenclaw?!" Staring at her girlfriend incredulously Lilly nodded,
"Brown eyes I still have no idea how the hell you ended up in Gryffindor, but yes, I got bored a couple weeks ago and looked up everyone I considered friends, its not like its difficult most of its magically recorded without a human interacting with it." She neglected to mention that it was in the restricted section which she had been abusing her heir status like there was no tomorrow to raid, ah well details, "Hmm...you know if we find an artefakt of Ravenclaw or Gryffindor you two could probably use them to channel a claim for the house titles, that'd be hilarious honestly, three students in the same year claiming founders titles..." The table grew silent before Daphne let out a sharp laugh,
"Well, I do believe we now have a project for the holidays!" Chuckling in agreement the friends soon finished their meals and stood to go their separate ways when there was the sharp *crack* of a apparation, all turned to the head table as three boys fell to the floor. After a moment they began stirring and it became very clear that the only stitch of clothing on any of them was a pink pair knickers on their heads, coughing in false innocence Lilly began walking away shaking her head,
"Right, shoulda clarified to Dobby that I meant dinner yesterday, ah well live and learn," Leaving her befuddled friends behind Lilly's laughter followed her out of the room.
Sirius Black was a nervous wreck as he paced back and forth before the fireplace, he'd built up his defense to the greatest extent of his power and lined up all the documentation for his Goddaughter's near endless contingency plans in hopes to outwit the Wizengamot. Lilly for her part didn't seem overly concerned at all, if anything she looked mildly amused as he prowled, eventually she broke out laughing and he cocked his head in confusion,
"Whats so funny pup?" Eventually getting control of herself she lifted her glasses to wipe her eyes before answering,
"You're so Padfoot! Your mannerisms are so like an irritated dog that I can't help but laugh at it, I keep expecting you to cock an ear in confusion when you hear a loud noise, I'm sorry but-" as he let out an annoyed growl she fell to the ground laughing even harder. Eventually he cracked a grin as well then cast a few tickling charms at the raven haired teen who eventually admitted defeat to the assault, standing up still giggling she gave her Godfather a chagrined smile before wrapping her arms around him in a bone crushing hug.
Sighing Lilly stayed that way for a moment before she muttered, "Whatever happens Sirius we're family, you and Hermione are all I have, maybe Moony too if we can pry him away from Dumbles...I may do things today that you'll look down on but I swear we'll win...we have to..." returning the hug Sirius smiled down at his goddaughter while shaking his head,
"No worries pup, your plan is sneaky as they come, we can do this, now are you ready to make fools of politicians and ladder climbers alike?" Returning the wide grin she winked up at Sirius,
"I solemnly swear I am up to no good."
Bellatrix was ready to bolt the moment she was approached by the drawn out looking Lucius Malfoy, he handed her a flask and a bag before he whispered,
"The Dark Lord wishes you to attend this Wizengamot meeting in my stead, the polyjuice potion in the flask should last you for a few hours, and try not to mess up my clothes, the Master will expect a report immediately afterwards." Cocking her head she met the ashen faced blondes tired gaze,
"Why would the Dark Lord bother with something so convoluted?" Grimacing Lucius closed his eyes and looked like he was counting down trying to stay calm,
"Because he's sending me on some ridiculously dangerous errand to recover an artefact from some seaside cave but he also wants eyes on the ground for the Potter brats first meeting, there is apparently some attempt at removing her title involved and the Dark Lord wants to know all the details, now if you please?" Nodding in a resigned fashion Bellatrix took the items and entered a washroom, stripping down naked she paused as she saw her gaunt pale form in the mirror, restorative potions or not it was going to be weeks before she looked normal again. For the first time feeling oddly resentful about her long imprisonment she downed the potion and suffered the indignity of becoming Lucius Malfoy, changing into his robes she exited the room and sighed.
"Nothing more then an over glorified spy," she grumbled in annoyance, walking to the fireplace she tossed in some floo powder and exited in the Ministry building, much to her shock the lobby was filled with hundreds of witches and wizards. Worming her way through the masses she finally made it to the minister entrance, slipping in she did her best to play Malfoy as she headed for her seat which essentially boiled down to being an aloof ponce. Sitting she waited with the rest of the Wizengamot to gather and finally caught sight of her target; well target was a misnomer, her goal was to watch the former Boy-Who-Lived and write a report on it, boring.
This Lillith seemed to be supremely self confident and almost annoyed by the proceedings around her, Bellatrix couldn't help but note how much the girl resembled herself from better times as she prowled around the defendants chair in the chambers center. What drew her attention though was the smile, she'd seen it before on her masters face decades ago, a wolf let loose amongst the sheep that was dismissed by all those around her, just as she wished it. For the first time this evening she was honestly intrigued, as the rest of the Wizengamot finally seated the buffoon Fudge slammed a gavel on his podium.
Bellatrix rolled her eyes at this, even she knew that the gavel wasn't used in British courts, just more of the ineffective fools attempts to draw attention to himself, remembering she was supposed to be Lucius Bella schooled her features and tried to pay attention to the proceedings.
"This meeting of the Wizengamot has now commenced, as many of you are aware the recent...accident Mr. Harry Potter has experienced has left him in a different form, one in which he is was able to wrest the title of the most Ancient and Noble House of Slytherin from the past and claim it for herself." 'Ah, already trying to make the girl sound like a thief' Bellatrix mused, a juvenile tactic but one fitting a man such as Fudge, young Miss Potter for her part just smiled thinly up at the Minister of Magic.
Continuing Fudge dropped his tone to a sardonic level, "Which begs the question how she was able to do so, seeing as how there hasn't been a heir apparent for nearly forty years," Obviously given the floor the young woman in green began pacing, eventually she looked up to the sea of plum robes surrounding her and smiled again.
"Well, it so happens by the ancient laws of Right of Conquest I was able to claim the title and house after defeating my sworn enemy thrice, although its more like six times at this point with one draw, the shade of Salazar keeps insisting that was a win though." There was an obvious stir amongst the gathered nobles before Fudge interjected with another question,
"And who was this enemy that you stole the title from?" Resisting the urge to roll her eyes again at the childish attempts to make the Potter girl seem a thief she bit her tongue and listened to the response,
"Well his given name was Tom Marvolo Riddle, a former half-blood student of Hogwarts," with that she conjured the name in the air then began rearranging the letters into a new phrase, Bellatrix felt her heart seize a moment when the girl was done. "Although he used an anagram to rename himself, I suppose the bastard thought it was clever that 'vold de mort' meant flight from death in French," the girl stated as 'I AM LORD VOLDEMORT' floated above her head. Turning to meet the Minister's gaze Bellatrix could see the man was turning a dozen shades of red and purple before he bellowed,
"VOLDEMORT IS DEAD HE HAS NOT RETURNED!" Snorting Lilly twirled a finger in the air as she conjured a leather recliner and plopped down into it,
"Odd I seem to have inherited an ancient house and roughly nine billion pounds sterling from him by defeating his arse repeatedly over the past fifteen years, I suppose it's only my imagination. Although, if a certain incompetent politician hadn't been so insistent to have any news of the Dark Lord's return silenced we could have had Barty Crouch Jr. testify, sadly you had him kissed." Grinning up at the now maroon faced Fudge Lilly let all emotion drop from her face, "You know my claim is legal, why am I here defending myself against baseless accusations for the second time this year."
Fudge finally got to the point, 'Thank Merlin' Bellatrix thought, seriously as interesting as it was to see a teenager rip into the minister she had more important things to do.
"Well, since you are the heiress of a long dead line certain rules had to be pulled from the vaults, since you're obviously only a woman you are obligated to take a ministry appointed husband and produce heirs to make sure that the line of Slytherin and Potter does not die out again." The sickly smile on the mans face made Bellatrix's stomach churn while most of the female delegates began stirring, rage beginning to coalesce, Lillith Alice Potter-Slithern just smirked, her emerald eyes now glowing.
"Heh...well, outside of this interesting set of events since it is my first sitting in front of the Wizengamot as a full fledged member I am allowed to bring a personal grievance to the forefront am I not?" Fudge looked a bit uncertain and glanced to his Undersecretary, Umbridge looking a bit glassy eyed simply nodded, eventually realizing that he couldn't do anything about this delaying tactic Fudge sighed out,
"Yes, you do have that right." Grinning Lilly hopped off her recliner and vanished it beginning to pace,
"Brilliant, well here it is, recent evidence has made itself apparent that Sirius Black, best friend of my deceased father James Potter was in fact not the secret keeper for my family. Da and Sirius were pranksters and they thought it would be the ultimate joke on the Dark Tosser if they made the most unlikely of people my parents secret keeper, Peter Pettigrew. Sadly what no one realized was the coward had already aligned himself with Voldemort and well, history speaks of the end result.
Bellatrix nodded subconsciously at that, Pettigrew was a pathetic specimen if there ever was one and everything the Potter-Slytherin heir said was true, although Fudge obviously didn't agree,
"WHAT EVIDENCE DO YOU HAVE!?" Lilly simply rolled her eyes then began staring Fudge down,
"I want you to swear that Sirius will have an honest trial under this auspicious body while under the effects of veritaserum, after that we'll discuss your need for me to take...a husband..." Fudge glared down at the raven haired teen then pulled out his wand. 'You idiotic fool' Bellatrix thought, you're being so obviously played its pathetic, the girl realized a half hour ago she didn't even need to try,
"I Cornelius Fudge do so swear that if Sirius Black is brought before this body he will be given a fair trial," the response he expected from this was not what he received, Lilly fell on her bum as she began cackling manically, gasping for breath she looked to her right then said,
"Well you heard the man Padfoot, you have a clear shot for freedom," with that Sirius Orion Black appeared next to Lilly grinning brilliantly looking no worse for wear from his stint in Azkaban.
"No fair," Bellatrix mumbled to herself as her cousin hopped onto the upraised dais and pulled Lilly to her feet, glancing to Madam Bones he raised his brows and stated,
"Dear Madam, I do believe you and I have a date?" Smirking the war-witch pushed Sirius into the defendants chair and pulled out a bottle of veritaserum, glancing up to the now pale faced fudge she said,
"Can I have your confirmation that this is an authorized interrogation by the ministry?" Fudge, too stunned to actually think simply nodded, Amelia gave Sirius the three drops and thus began the hour long interrogation, it became obvious quite quickly that the man had not betrayed his friend and his family and felt nothing but remorse for the end results. They further embarrassed the ministry by making it very clear that he had never been formally charged or even given a trial, he'd simply been declared guilty and tossed to the dementors to be forgotten. As the impromptu interview ended Lilly stood up beside Sirius,
"It is obvious to me that my fathers dear friend is innocent, all those that agree that he should be cleared of all charges and given 10,000 galleons per year spent in Azkaban in reparations, raise your wands." The girl grinned viciously as the majority took her side, Fudge now regaining his enraged visage slammed his gavel against the podium,
"Agreed, Sirius Orion Black you are cleared of all charges and given the reparations of 10,000 galleons per year spent unjustly jailed, that does not affect the fact the young Lady Potter-Slytherin must take a husband though." Throwing her head back and cackling in a manner that had Bellatrix nodding in approval the raven haired heir just motioned to Sirius as she tried to catch her breath,
"I Sirius Orion Black do so claim the ancient title of Lord Black through the rights of heredity," as he stated this there was a brief flash and suddenly the Black family ring appeared on his right hand. Grinning even brighter now he glanced to Lilly while continuing, "And as Lord Black I declare my goddaughter Lillith Alice Potter to be my direct Heir and offer her the option to become her father through adoption." Lilly grinned at Sirius and Bellatrix couldn't help mirroring it, this was brilliant, slipping on the heirs ring the girl chirped out,
"I Lillith Alice Potter do so accept the title of heir to the family Black and accept Sirius Orion Black as my adoptive father and patriarch for my affairs, including the right to arrange marriage contracts and arranging a way to keep the blood line alive." Both smirked up at the white faced Fudge as the ancient magics took hold and suddenly the ministry lost any ability to ever control the Potters or the Blacks, but Sirius wasn't done yet,
"Since my daughter and I are rather limited in family members I do so reinstate Andromeda Tonks into the family Black and extend the invitation to her husband Theodore and her daughter Nymphadora. I also dissolve the marriage contracts between my cousins and their husbands in the Lestrange and Malfoy families, if they wish to declare themselves loyal to the Family Black over their current allegiances they will be under the aegis of my name." Bellatrix gasped as her wedding band burned and fell off her hand, starring wide eyed at her cousin she felt the tendrils of bondage disappear in an instant and felt the familiar grin wrap its way over Lucius Malfoy's face,
"Dear cousin, I shall be taking you up on your offer soon." Before the meeting could break down any further Lilly spoke up one last time,
"Minister Fudge, I have one last complaint to file," Fudge, looking like a sack of a rotting potatoes at this point simply sighed,
"What is that miss Potter-Slytherin-Black," Smirking Lilly nodded lightly
"Black will do, but I wish to bring charges against your Undersecretary Umbridge, for she is the one who sent Dementors after me this summer, she has been torturing students with blood quills, a level two dark artefakt, and is planning on emulating the bloody Nazi's by subverting the government and implementing muggle-born concentration camps, I've already given Madam Bones all the pertinent evidence and wish to press formal charges." Before anyone could react Dolores Umbridge snapped out of whatever funk she had been in and pointed her wand at Lillith Alice Potter-Slytherin-Black,
"AVADA KEDAVRA!"