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Mrs. J.K., Guru Sinyk, it is hard to compress your stories into a few chapters, so excuse me if I cut some corners, or use some shortcuts. I do this for free after all.

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Luna said: "Tomorrow is the Wizengamot, you can start the change there."

All dressed up, Mathias Greengrass guided me into the Wizengamot. It is time to kick some ass.

26 A Black Day at the Wizengamot.

The meeting was about to start when we entered, the room got quiet the moment they spotted me and Dad-in-law.

Mathias nodded to the new Chief Warlock and said: "You can start the session, Chief Warlock, I brought a new member that needs to be sworn in."

Chief Warlock raised an eyebrow: "A child? The Boy Who Lived? This better be good, Mr. Greengrass, the Wizengamot is not a playground for children."

Matthias frowned at that comment, "Then start the session, Chief Warlock Doge. It will soon clear to you."

Madam Bones added: "Start the session, Chief Warlock, I am aware of the situation, and Mr. Potter has the right to be here."

Doge nodded: "Very well, I hereby open the Wizengamot's last session of 1994. Are there some announcements to make? Alright, Mr. Greengrass, you have the stage."

Chief Warlock, Members of the Wizengamot, I am proud to introduce you to the newest member of this Ruling body. Mr. Potter is ready to claim his rightful place, as one of the founding members of the Wizengamot."

Mathias looked at the members and raised his hand to stop them from protesting, he explained: "Before you object, the Tri-Wizard Tournament emancipated Mr. Potter, so did his Soul Bond with my eldest daughter. He filed all the papers at Gringotts on November 2 and the week time to object that emancipation is long over. He is here to claim his rightful seat, to swear into this ruling body, and to appoint a proxy."

That shut them up, Mathias dozed all the fires before they could start, I went to the middle of the stage, raised my wand, and made my pledge: "I, Harry James Potter, claim my family seat and promise to help rule this nation to the best of my abilities. So Mote It Be!"

"Hem, hem," I heard a pink contraption trying to get attention: "That is not an oath, child, you used the wrong words."

"Who are you to criticize me, old woman? Are you a member of the Wizengamot?" I asked.

"I am the Senior Undersecretary of the Minister of Magic, impudent child!" she almost shouted with that annoying voice.

I glared at her and snapped: "As far as I know a secretary's job is to take notes and listen to her boss, not to make unnecessary comments at her betters. Minister Fudge, you better explain to that woman what her duties are and let her stop wasting our precious time."

Not waiting for a reaction, I turned to the Wizengamot and said: "I will sit in on this session and appoint Mrs. Greengrass as my Proxy until I finish my education. The person that is illegally sitting on my seat has ten seconds to get out."

I walked to my family seat and said to the old man sitting on it: "You're in my spot!"

"Dumbledore appointed me here!" he protested.

"This is the Potter ancestral seat, not Dumbledore's or yours," I pointed out, "go home, old man. I will review how you used my family vote, and will come knocking on your door if you brought shame to our name."

Chief Warlock Doge commented: "Mr. Potter is right, Mr. Diggle, you can leave the room so we can start the session."

Malfoy felt the need to raise his voice: "Are allowing a child to sit in this sacred body? What is next? A baby?"

I loudly said: "This child can resist the Imperio Curse, Lucius! And if this sacred Body allows Death Eaters to attend, then this child will fit right in."

Fudge defended his main briber: "Look here Harry, all those were victims and under the Imperio curse, they declared that under the influence of Veritaserum"

I stood up and said: "Yes they did. Did they also say that it was for practicing that curse on each other? Did they vow an oath that they didn't get Marked willingly? Did they even make an effort to remove that slave brand? I don't think so either. Some galleons in the right pockets and they are free to go."

Malfoy fumed: "That is a slander on my good name boy! If you were older I would challenge you to an honor duel!"

I shrugged: "Well, If you can make an oath on your Magic that you were never an inner circle Death Eater and never killed or tortured muggles or Muggle born with a clear mind, then I will give you my fortune, my seat here in the Wizengamot, and even let my Magic be bound. Well, Lucius? Nott? Avery? Who else claimed the Imperio scam?"

Madam Bones took the opportunity to say: "Mr. Malfoy, this is an excellent occasion to clear all the doubts and rumors about your Imperio claim. Plenty of people are doubting those claims and suspect you bribed your way out of Azkaban. This oath will clear all the doubt once and for all. You can even have Mr. Potter's fortune and family seat. What do you have to lose? Surely an upstanding member of our society was never a part of those rabid dogs?"

Malfoy backpaddled: "I am not one for making oaths for accusations that I am already cleared of, Madam Bones."

Hah! I have him by the short and curly's… I better wash my hands after this, let's throw some wood on the fire.

I commented: "I did not accuse you that you were never Imperio'd Lucius, I accuse you of being a high-ranked Death Eater, that bribed his way out of Azkaban. I dare you to take that oath, Malfoy!"

When Malfoy sat down, I turned to Fudge: "Minister Fudge! I checked the accounts of House Black, I noticed that Malfoy here was using it to make deposits on your bank account. Quite a lot really. Now that we never found an invoice or bill for those deposits, I expect a refund from you or Malfoy."

Chief Warlock spoke up: "Those are private matters, Mr. Potter, they don't need to be discussed here."

I protested: "They are when they are about the laws and policies of this nation, Chief Warlock, we had our solicitor compare those donations with the dates when important legislatures and new laws were voted and they perfectly matched."

Madam Bones stood up and said: "Gringotts provided me a copy of those deposits and we crosschecked them with the dates those laws were voted. We started a criminal investigation to get to the bottom of this. Minister Fudge, we will have a meeting after this session of the Mot."

She turned to the Warlock and said: "Right now we are here for the trial of Sirius Black, the one he never received in 81."

Chief called out: "Bring the suspect in." he mumbled inside, "Let this day end please."

A freshly shaved and groomed man, dressed in expensive Acromantula silk entered the room, accompanied by two Aurors, Sirius made a nice impact. He glanced over the Wizengamot and spotted Malfoy.

Sirius spoke out loud: "Malfoy! Get out of the House Black seat! I am head of House Black and neither I nor the previous Head gave you permission to sit on it."

Sirius looked at the Chief Warlock and asked: "So anyone can come in here and sit on an empty chair? Are there others like Malfoy?"

Chief Doge sighed: "Why don't we start with your trial, Mr. Black?"

I commented loudly: "My Sworn Godfather has a point! Those are illegal votes that can tip the balance! At least Malfoy has to move his ass and get out of here. Expect a visit from Sirius and I, Lucius."

Fuming, Lucius left the building. I smiled: "The trial should have started already, what is the delay?"

Xxxxx

The trial was a bit disappointing, a dose of Veritaserum, a few questions, Pettigrew's body, and some Magic oaths, and Sirius was a free man. The other Death Eaters laid low, they knew any comment from them would meet the challenge of that oath, one they could not make.

Sirius took his seat in the Wizengamot and made a statement: "Chief Warlock, I recently viewed some troubling memories from my Godson's time in Hogwarts. One of them is where he kills an eighty-foot-long Basilisk single-handed. In doing so the whole student body from the year 92-93 have a life debt to my Godson Harry Potter."

He stopped the shouting of outrage and continued: "This was never reported to the DMLE by the Hogwarts staff or any student involved. The year before that, a Troll was allowed to enter the castle, again not a word to the DMLE. Dementors were allowed around Hogwarts, very well knowing the effect they have on young children, we noted a big donation from the Black Vault into Fudge's. Three times the Dementors attacked my Godson, the one they were supposed to protect, and again not a word to the DMLE."

He stood up and shouted with a sonorus: "Twelve years in a row, the budget from the DMLE was cut, and the Galleons disappeared into someone's private Vault. Someone is sabotaging this nation, and therefore its people. It is as if some hidden Dark Lord is preparing this country for a rebellion."

Madam Bones took the word and stated: "This last month we did an audit of the prisoners in Azkaban, Mr. Black was not the only one thrown in Azkaban without a trial! We found twenty others, all victims of political maneuvering or entrapment. Three of them even from this year, Minister Fudge, can you explain why you put Andrew Merryweather, Blake Newton, and Roger McAllistor in Azkaban without a trial or even a word to the DMLE? What are their crimes?"

"Now look here Amelia, I don't have to justify my actions to you! That is well in my jurisdiction." protested Fudge.

Madam Bones nodded: "They were shopkeepers who didn't want to sell their business to Malfoy or refused to pay protection money. Do not worry that you go down alone Fudge, Malfoy will be with you and so is Miss Umbridge."

Madam Bones stood up and said:" The DMLE, in Cooperation with the Department of Mysteries, is having a clean-up mission as we speak. Everyone who claimed the Imperio excuse is located and brought in to swear the oath Mr. Potter asked Malfoy to do. Everyone that refuses the oath will get a dose of Veritaserum, and will be questioned."

She waited until the noise went down. "This action is needed to prevent the ICW from doing that forcefully. The interrogation of Dumbledore brought some troubling facts to light that if we didn't handle it, they would move in with the full support of the other nations and set us straight. This is the one chance we have, if we fail, then they will do it for us."

Sirius turned to the imperios and said: "Think of your heirs, any action from you will get everything you own confiscated. I spoke with the ICW representatives, and they want to clean it up, with or without your House."

Xxxxx

This day went down in history as the Black Monday. One by one the death eaters were brought in and offered to take the oath, refusers got a dose of Veritaserum and got every last crime wrung out of them. Lucius confessed that he was responsible for the release of Slytherin's monster on top of his other crimes. Narcissa did a runner with her little dragon, so were many other wives and kids from those respectable members of our society.

Fudge and Umbridge exposed the cesspit the Ministry had become, there was not much left when Madam Bones was done.

As for the punishment, every Death Eater with more than five murders on his or her name on their interrogation, witnessed by the ICW, got a one-way trip through the Veil of Death. The rest went on trial.

Special attention was made to the Junior Death Eaters after several Slytherin girls accused them of rape and extortion. That got the teaching staff in trouble too, especially Pomfrey.

Xxxxx

I sat back and let it happen, to train for the second task, we made a very big pool in the RoR and practiced swimming and underwater casting. Most of all I enjoyed the view, the girls were skinny dipping, only Tonks had something that resembled a bikini, although a few patches of fabric connected with strings didn't leave much to my imagination.

I have a batch of Gillyweed and having fun with it, I had to fix my eardrums when I tried a bombarda in the pool, it was a good thing I tried to cast it when I was the only one in it. Man, that hurt like a bitch! Now I know what those whales feel when the military doing sound attacks in the oceans.

Anyway, when my girls were in class, I trained with Tonks and Fleur. Yes, it is training, she is a frequent visitor in our bedroom, so there is no need to cheat on my girls. I could not even eat Tonks's eye candy because we set the temperature of the water the same as the lake outside.

When she dipped a toe in the pool, she turned and put her clothes back on: "They don't pay me enough to swim in this, Potter, you are on your own."

"Ow! Come on Nimmy! What if they pick you as my hostage? Think about the headlines, The Boy Who Swam and The Girl He Missed Most! The Deep Pool Lovers!"

Fleur intervened: "You can be my hostage, Tonks, I spend most of my time with you, Papa is keeping Gabrielle away from Hogwarts and Roger Davies already told Professor Flitwick he doesn't volunteer for that event."

"Why do you think I would? That water is bloody freezing cold! I like you Fleur, but that is not reason enough to freeze my tits off. Besides, then I can't protect Potter while I am down there." she protested.

"I can ask for a replacement for a day, so you are free to be The Girl We Missed Most." I teased.

"Sod off, Potter! Find someone else!" she almost shouted.

I grinned: "Fleur? What about we ask Madam Bones for permission? Then it is part of her job!"

"Then your wives will be sad you won't have any equipment left to make babies, Potter! I'll freeze your bits off," she warned me

"Okay, don't get your panties in a twist, we won't allow anyone to be taken hostage, the lake is covered with a layer of ice three inches thick, no sane person will volunteer for that job. Come, Fleur, we need to be able to shoot arrows underwater. Grindylows are nasty critters. I show you what a muggle harpoon can do."

We heated the water on weekends, yes, that was the only way to get the girls in the water, and had fun target-practicing our arrows on moving dummies, or racing while our wands were propelling us with Auguamenti, like a jet stream.

Luna commented: "I have to tell Daddy what to do when we search for the Crumpled Horncack in the oceans, that will save us a lot of time."

Hermione warned her: "That is a lot of water to explore, Luna, why don't you try to deduct where they spawn their eggs or where their migration routes are? Are they living in cold or warm water, in the shallows or the deep sea?"

Luna had her eyes wide open: "That is a great idea, Hermione! I have to contact Daddy to start researching!"

Daphne called after her: "Put some clothes on Luna! I bet you don't want other boys to feast their eyes on your body."

I smiled: "And a feast it is indeed, a 9.9 on the scale of sexiness, honey."

Astoria took a pose and asked: "How am I on that scale, Harry?"

I smiled wryly: "You are on a scale from 5 to 10 years in Azkaban, Tory. And from crippling to lethal curses on your Dad's scale."

Daphne nodded: "When he finds out you are skinny dipping with Harry and us, it will be lethal. Don't forget you are his little princess."

Tracey joked: "My Mum would be happy if she found out I got naked for a boy."

I teased: "You can't fool me, Tracey, you are getting naked for the girls, I am just part of the deal. I am not complaining though, you are a fine specimen of the female species and first-class eye candy.

Hermione nodded: "She sure is, and we are happy to have you, Tracey."

Luna, who finished dressing, commented: "She is one of us, Fleur too."

Tracey asked: "How can that work? I am not Soul bonded, isn't there a conflict of interests?"

Daphne shook her head: "Not really, it is nicely divided, Hermione for House Potter, You for House Black, the rest of us have our own House to continue. Sirius is infertile from his stay in Azkaban, although I suspect foul play."

Astoria pouted: "Hey! What about me? I want in too!"

"Yeah, but I don't want in Azkaban either, and what about that hunk from Hufflepuff? Wilkinson was his name if I remember it right." I asked.

"I keep him as my rebound guy." she proudly told us.

Fleur hugged her: "See if you think the same in a few years, Astoria. You have to realize that Luna, Daphne, and Hermione are already married to Harry. Tracey loves Daphne and I bet she feels that for Hermione too, as a lesbian her choices are limited, so she is accepting Harry as part of the family. For me? Finding a man who can resist my allure is almost impossible, my Magic is powerful, even if I say so myself. Even the few males in our conclave have trouble resisting it, so being part of Harry's family is the best thing that can happen to me. So, Astoria Greengrass, are you prepared to share your husband with five wives?"

Daphne commented: "You are part of our group, Tory, but we want you to have a life of your own. If you still think the same when you are seventeen, then we will talk again. In the meantime have fun."

Xxxxx

We stood in front of a frozen lake, those idiots cleared a patch of water to let us go under the ice. With Dumbledore gone, and Crouch Senior in Azkaban, there weren't others who could speak Mermish, and the promise of bodily harm prevented the organization from using live hostages. We have an hour to find our Token and bring it back to the surface.

It is a good thing that so many know warming Charms, it was well below zero, and the people are freezing their asses off. Some of them were on their way back into the castle, the thrill of looking at ice for an hour was lost to them, I can't blame them though.

Well, even when I spent a month with Fleur in the pool, the sight of her in her modest bathing suit was marvelous.

Bagman announced: "Welcome to the second task! Our four Champions need to retrieve a token from the Mermaid village and return within the hour! Due to the fact we were not allowed to use hostages, we added on the difficulty and put some extra creatures in the lake."

WTF? What the hell did they put in there? I hope not that water dragon from Loch Ness, I already killed one and kind of like Nessy. Bagman doesn't know it yet, but the text on his tombstone is already decided. Here lies the nation's biggest idiot, born somewhere in the sixties and died on 24 June 95 cause of death: Stupidity!

When the starting shot was given, I swallowed some Gillyweed, and while waiting for the gills to appear I levitated the dumbass into the lake. Yes, thermal shock is real mate, see if someone wants to rescue you before you die.

When the gills appeared I jumped in and tracked Fleur, as a Veela she could not use the Gillyweed and used a Bubble Head Charm. Soon I found her, battling Grindylows, when I added my arrows to hers, they backed off, we moved together to the Mermaid Village.

Suddenly our route was blocked by the strangest creature. A Hippocampus! A bloody horse head with a fishtail, whatever is between is hard to describe. I bet that it is one of those failed Wizard experiments, like Hagrid's Screwts.

It doesn't look friendly at all. How do I fight this horsy thingy? Is it a fish or a mammal? Those scales look hard to penetrate… I took my Death stick out and used transfiguration on it. To sass Minerva, I changed the head into a pincushion. The poor thing lost all its senses and thinking ability, we smoothly passed the animal. Good luck to the bloke that has to put it back where it came from.

We found the village and Token, mine resembled… Ginny? Where did that come from? A puppet that resembled Ginny? Ah! Dumbledore died and his painting activated, he is back in spirit. Meh, a bit of transfiguration, and I have a puppet that represents a naked Minerva, with saggy tits and a wrinkled ass. I added a ball gag, some stockings, and high heels.

Fleur turned back to see what I was doing to that puppet, she shuddered and made a run for it. That was overkill, although it will give Flitwick something to dream about.

Cedric and Krum were held up by a second Horsything and were fighting it. In passing I made another pincushion. I showed my puppet to Cedric, he actually vomited in his bubblehead! Dude! Cho won't be happy with the smell when you come up with her puppet.

Fleur won, of course, I could not pass her, her rearview was too captivating, as I said: a 9.99 on the scale of ten. Her puppet with the face of Roger Davies was first to arrive, I waited for my Gills to fade.

Then I put Minny puppet on the dock and said: "Sorry, but this is way past the expiration date, and I am not into that stuff yet. I still have to try the normal ways."

When the female students took a good look at the puppet, they screamed and fled to the castle. Minny glared at me, I asked: "Is the anatomy correct, Professor? On some of the parts I had to take a calculated guess." Meh, I dipped Bagman again, after turning his shoes into concrete. Too bad the lake is shallow here and his head was sticking out above water.

I left my puppet behind and dried myself, Luna handed me my clothes while Hermione and Daphne checked my body. I commented: "Can you believe they made that puppet look like the youngest Weasley? She is the last person on earth that I want to have around me."

Did McGonagall hear it? Yep, do I care? Nope. I hope they didn't put that marriage crap back into Ginny's head.

Sirius, one of the spectators with Madam Bones, came to check me out and asked: "What ever did you do to McGonagall to get a puppet that looks like that?"

I shrugged: "She must be into young boys, a thing she had in common with Dumbledore. Maybe she is advertising to the next candidates, I don't know how old hags think."

I smiled and asked: "And? Did you enjoy looking at a slab of ice for an hour?"

Sirius laughed: "You provided the comedy factor by chucking Bagman into the lake."

I said to Madam Bones: "Maybe it is a good idea to inspect the Headmistress office, there might be a painting of a certain old meddling bastard that is sticking his nose where it doesn't belong."

Madam Bones sighed: "Dumbledore again? I thought we were rid of him."

I nodded: "The puppet that I had to rescue had the shape of the youngest Weasley, the one he made a marriage contract with between her and me."

"I'll talk to Arthur about it." she said, "he is a good man."

I scoffed: "You think so? Why didn't they warn me about the dragons? They knew Charley Weasley would be in Hogwarts for the first task, and that he works in a dragon preserve. They could have hinted at it. But that contract gave them 40% of my fortune if I prematurely died. Not that they would get some, I made my will before that. Tell me, is he still a good man?"

A man who treats muggles like smart monkeys is not a nice man at all. He is the opposite of a Death Eater and still equally bad.

The points? Fleur won with 35 points, I got 28 due to a bad transfiguration, Krum got 31, and Cedric 29.

Xxxxx

Late that night, Dobby popped me into the headmistress's office. With a wave of the Elder wand, I froze all paintings and searched for Dumbledore. Did you know Tom studied paintings to see if he could use them for his quest for immortality? He sure learned a lot.

Dumbledore sat on his throne with a big wall of books behind him in case he got bored, I did some tricky Magic and rearranged the colors of the painting, the end result? Our dear Headmaster stands in a circus arena in a clown costume... Well, not exactly a costume, more a barrel with suspenders, he got the makeup and the red nose though. In that arena were two goats, ready to bump.

A tap of my wand woke him up: "Hello Dumb dumb, did you have a good time at the ICW?"

Dumbledore looked horrified at his barrel and his surroundings: "What happened Harry? Did you do this? Change it back!"

I silenced him again and said: "Nah, I think it is a fitting image of you. You always played the clown, now you can be one. Nah, you can not leave my boy, the show must go on, and shit, you know. Wait, let me add something… I always wanted to try it, but now, every ten words you will honk that horn. Now for my finishing touch… there you go, locked with a Parseltongue password. No, you did not hear it, I know Ronny boy can talk to snakes too. Have fun Albus."

I unlocked the goats and admired my work, a permanent parseltongue sticking Charm on the painting, Dumbels locked in that painting with nowhere to go, Albus The Fool in neon lights above him, and two goats playing bumper cars with his barrel. Ah! I have it! A prank spell that changes everything you say into swear words! There you go, all locked with parseltongue passwords. I released the rest of the paintings when Dobby popped me back in bed with the girls. With a sigh, Hermione snuggled closer to me while asleep, and cuddled me. Life is great!