Chapter 18

"Just who the hell do you think you are dragging all these beasts, blood traitors and mudbl-urk!" Minister Yaxley said, before being interrupted by Harry grabbing him by the lapels and dragging him bodily into the Wizengamot chambers. There was a collective gasp of surprise when Harry stormed into the chamber, followed immediately by Draco Malfoy, dragging the minister in and hurling him to the ground.

"What is the meaning of thi-" the chief warlock started to say before being interrupted.

"SHUT UP." Harry bellowed.

"AURORS!" Yaxley yelled, clutching his throat. A dozen aurors including Tonks rushed into the room and froze as hundreds of wands were pointed in their direction.

"Heya Tonks!" Harry said with a smile.

"Wha.. Harry? Wha?" Tonks said.

"We'll catch up later." Harry said, before turning to Yaxley.

"Ladies and gentlemen of the Wizengamot, it is with regret that I inform you that your services are no longer required. Best of luck to you in your future endeavors." Harry said.

"I beg your pardon?!" The Chief Warlock asked.

"You're fired. Get out." Harry reiterated.

"What's the meaning of this?!" One of the Wizengamot members asked.

"The dissolution of the government of magical Britain." Harry explained.

"You don't have the authority to do this!" Another Wizengamot member suggested.

"I have with me hundreds of wizards in here and thousands more outside of this building waiting to come in. We can do this peacefully, which I'd very much prefer-" Harry said but was interrupted by a green flash flying towards him. He levitated a seat, dumping its occupant onto the floor and intercepted the spell, returning fire with a piercing hex that hit the shoulder of the caster.

"Or we can do this with violence." Harry said, looking at the downed Wizengamot member sadly.

"What's to stop us from killing you where you stand?" Yaxley asked. Harry glared at him.

"One last chance. Choose life." Harry said.

"Piss off you little shit." Yaxley said, raising his wand.

"CORBAN YAXLEY! I CHALLENGE YOU TO AN HONOR DUEL, DO YOU ACCEPT?" Harry bellowed. The Wizengamot stared in stunned silence.

"Fine! Avada K-" Yaxley said before stopping, staring shocked at Harry who had held up his hand but said nothing. He tried to speak but it turned into a gurgling hiss before his head slid off of his body and onto the floor, his body following suit immediately after soaking the floor underneath him with blood. Harry swept his gaze around the room as the Wizengamot erupted into outraged screaming.

"Does anyone else wish to die this afternoon?" Harry asked, Draco walking up and standing defiantly by his side.

"Draco get down from there at once!" Lucius Malfoy yelled.

"You've done enough to disgrace our family, father. Sit down and shut up for once in your miserable life." Draco said coldly. Lucius quietly sat in stunned silence.

"This body has presided over the most dire decline in the history of our country. You all have sat idly by, dividing us with pointless hate while enriching yourselves at our expense. The standard of living for the average wizard, barring purebloods, is at an all time low." Harry said, climbing up to stand on a desk.

"We have not been quiet about this. Letters, petitions, angry rants have all been sent by us and received by you and still you do nothing. This year you stood by while an overwhelmingly powerful enemy, that you had advanced warning about, flew into London and destroyed half of Diagon Alley. If we hadn't evacuated the residents to Hogwarts, hundreds would have died." Harry continued.

"We have given you ample opportunity to change your ways. At first we begged. Then we demanded. Now, we are forcing the matter. Leave and live, or fight me and die. The choice is yours." Harry yelled. At first nobody moved, they all just stared in stunned silence before one after the other stood, and slowly walked past and out of the building. As the last of them left Harry turned to the assembled people.

"Seriously? That's it?" Harry asked, staring incredulously at the retreating Wizengamot.

"Isn't this what you wanted? Draco asked.

"Yeah, well I guess. I mean I'm ecstatic that I don't have to kill them all. I don't know I guess I expected at least a few of them to have the balls to stand against me." Harry said.

"That's one of the reasons why you're our leader and not them." Tonks said, walking over to him.

"Yeah I guess I... wait what?" Harry asked.

"You just overthrew the Ministry..." Amelia Bones said, emerging, smiling, from the crowd of aurors.

"Yeah and now you guys can create a new government. Have fun with that!" Harry said with a grin, hopping down and starting towards the exit.

"Oh no you don't." Tonks yelled, grabbing him by his collar and dragging him back into the room.

"Uh... I'm unsuitable for office?" Harry tried.

"Nope." Draco said with a grin.

"I just killed a guy!" Harry said pointing at Yaxley.

"He was a traitorous bastard and a death eater." Amelia said with a smirk.

"I just overthrew the government! What's to stop me from... overthrowing... myself...fuck." Harry said. Tonks laughed and then got down on one knee.

"All hail God Emperor Potter!" Tonks yelled. Everyone laughed.

"Hail! Hail! Hail!" They all shouted.

"But I was joking!" Harry said.

"And this is the punchline." Draco said, struggling not to fall over laughing. Harry folded his arms and pouted.

The next day, the Daily Prophet found its presses working overtime to keep up with the demand. People from across the world ordered an copy, they wanted a piece of history. Since the ancient monarchy had been overthrown, the Ministry of Magic had governed the magical people of Britain. The old families had maintained their hereditary seats while a minority of the remaining seats had been won in sham elections by in many cases the highest bidder. Barring a few noble exceptions such as the Boneses, the Potters, The Longbottoms, and a handful of others, the Wizengamot had been a temple of corruption so blatant it made the magical warlords of Russia blush, and now it was no more, and this had been announced first by a Daily Prophet issue which read as such:

ALL HAIL GOD EMPEROR HADRIAN I

Late in the afternoon yesterday, the Wizengamot was in session debating import taxes on fairy wings, when the chambers were stormed by our beloved new monarch, Harry James Potter-Victoria.

In a (nearly) bloodless coup, a group of thousands of Wizards, Witches, Vampires, Werewolves and a few Veela supported their new Messiah as he casually strode into the building and decapitated our former Minister, Corban Yaxley, after he attempted and failed to assassinate our immortal monarch.

Our dear leader, in a display of his characteristic humility attempted to decline his new authority over Wizarding Britain, and was quoted as saying "No seriously, Stop it. I am not really an emperor, nor am I a god. If you say that I claim to be god I know a guy in Italy who is going to come here and shove a bayonet up my redacted you need to stop that."

Of course after a long day of rescuing his loyal subjects from the oppression of the previous regime, our new most definitely divine God Emperor Hadiran I ended his first day as God Emperor by putting forth just a single decree: "Muggles, Magicals, Vampires, Veela, Werewolves, Goblins or whatever, it doesn't matter just don't be redacted to each other."

And so begins the dawn of a new golden age for Magical Britain. The long night is over, the sun is rising upon a new day and we all have our beloved 100% divine God Emperor Hadrian I to thank for it. I for one, dear readers, am looking forward to a long, bright future of groveling in worship at his feet. Once again join me in giving thanks to our beloved Boy who Lived, Man who Conquered, Hero of London, Goblin King God Emperor Hadrian I.

"Draco?" Harry asked the Malfoy scion as he stood next to his snickering mother.

"Yes, your worship?" Draco asked with a shit-eating grin.

"WHAT THE FUCK?! MY NAME ISN'T EVEN HADRIAN!" Harry yelled.

"I'll have a retraction printed immediately. I'll let them know that is the only part of the article you objected to and that the rest was completely accurate." Draco said, Narcissa lost it and collapsed backwards laughing.

"Yeah you know what? Congratulations, you're now my minister of communications. You think you're so funny you can start answering all these letters." Harry said, pointing at a desk piled high with sealed envelopes. Draco paled and Narcissa started laughed even louder.

"I'm going home to my fiancee now. I don't need this shit." Harry said.

"Give the divine empress-to-be our regards." Narcissa said.

"Yeah keep it up, your son could use an assistant." Harry said.

"I'll be good." Narcissa said.

Harry apparated back to Hellsing and growled when he was greeted by the Wild Geese and Hellsing regulars in their dress uniforms, their rifles shouldered, yelling 'Hail God Emperor Hadrian!'

"Welcome back, your worship." Integra said.

"Eat me." Harry said, walking past her. Integra stopped him, then turned him around and hugged him.

"All joking aside, Harry I'm very proud of you. You staged a revolution and the only casualty on either side was a man who deserved death for his crimes before he was put into power." Integra said.

"Thank you Integra, and I am taking this seriously, it's just a lot to absorb." Harry said. Integra nodded.

"I was asked to deliver a letter to you, as well." Integra said, handing Harry an ornate envelope adorned with beautiful calligraphy.

"You're not serious.." Harry said.

"You are a head of state." Integra said with a wry grin. Harry rolled his eyes and opened the envelope, reading the missive inside.

Dear God Emperor Hadrian I

First, please forgive an old lady for making a silly joke. Secondly, and I mean this with all sincerity, it is an honor to count a man as noble and brave as yourself amongst my peers. It is my hope that soon we can meet in an official capacity. In the past, Ministers of Magic were required to present themselves to me, however for you, I humbly request your presence at your earliest convenience.

It is no secret that you have suffered greatly for this land. Voldemort would never have stopped with your world, and Millennium would never have stopped with ours. This nation will never be able to truly express its gratitude to you, but please know that you have my sincerest gratitude.

Also do ask Alucard to accompany you, and ask him to bring the red harness, the black one chafes Phillip something dreadful.

Elizabeth R

Harry stared gobsmacked at the letter in his hands.

"You know, when I woke up this morning I was not ready for any of this shit." Harry said. Integra laughed, hugged him again and let him return to his quarters where Seras was waiting for him, sitting on their bed. He sighed and lay down on the bed with his head on her lap.

"Long day, Harry?" Seras asked with a grin, running her fingers through his hair.

"You have no idea." Harry said.

"So what do you think, Platinum or Gold?" Seras asked.

"For what?" Harry asked.

"For your crown." Seras said, giggling.