The day started off with a bang.

Harry had awoken with two adults cuddling him and pinning him to the rug on the floor before the fireplace in the DADA Professor's Quarters.

He eased his wand into his hand and raised it over the pile.

A cannon blast charm…

And both wizards were on their feet.

Lupin had risen like the pictures of Vlad… he was on his feet, wand drawn, looking for the attacker….

Black had shifted to Padfoot, where he bristled and Growled.

And Harry rolled to his feet and bolted for the loo.

When he returned, the two wizards were waiting. Sirius smiled at him. Remus was still a little wild about the eyes.

"Don't do that!" The shaky werewolf growled.

"I needed to get to the loo." Harry smiled at his uncle. "I think I wee'd on you enough in this lifetime… Uncle Moo-ey." Harry smiled at the man as he pulled back. "My, what big eyes you have."

Remus frowned at his cub. "The better to see you."

"My… what big ears you have."

"The better to hear you." Remus could see where this was going. He would play along but his worries doubled. He could not survive the refusal of his cub… his Pack.

"My… what big… arms you have."

Remus grinned and pulled the lad to his chest. "The better to hug you." He sighed.

Harry hugged the man. "Nice to meet you Uncle Moony."

"Good to meet you. Cub."

His cub has no fear of him.

HPWQ

Cyrus Greengrass arrived with his wife. They Flooed into the Atrium two hours early. Even this early, they were not the first there.

Today, He was wearing his Black Robes with the Greengrass Crest in platinum on the breast. His Wife was wearing his Purple Robes with the Greengrass Crest. They spotted a Blonde Witch in acid green robes poking around the crowd.

His Wife smirked as she pulled him to cut off Skeeter.

"Good Morning Luv." His Wife purred in her Hungarian Drawl. She could speak the Queen's English with no accent if she chose to, but her origins burned through when she was plotting something. It reminded him of why he married the Witch… besides him not running fast enough.

"Lord Greengrass, Lady Greengrass." Her acid green pheasant feather quill poised over her scroll. "Fancy a quote?"

The Quill scratched out a quick blurb about their attire.

"If you want to trade your quill…" Annebell-lynn purred again, "I can arrange for you to get preferred seating and a running commentary. But you will only use a 'True Blue' from the moment you enter the lift."

"And you are going to insist that I ride with you." The Witch licked her ruby red lips. "Can I get a few minutes to collect some more Quick Quotes from the assembled ass… I mean masses."

"You have ten minutes, Luv." Annebeth's purr was enticing to all who heard it. (but it would be an hour and half before they reachéd the lft. Rita's quill never stopped.)

"Thanks Luv." And the blonde buzzed off.

"And this is where I leave you, Beloved, unless you will let me drag you into a broom closet."

"Tempting." And she was speaking in her English Accent. "But you tend to make a mess of my hair and the last time your Silence Spell collapsed three minutes too early." She kissed his cheek. "But we can give the Elves the night off…"

Cyrus kissed her forehead and bolted. After checking his wand at the desk, he rushed down to Director Bone's Office.

As he passed through the Bull Pen, two Aurors were plastered to the ceiling alongside three other Ministry personnel.

Connie Hammer and Kingsley Shacklebolt were standing below them. Chuckling.

"Okay, I will talk." John Dawlish cried. "I was trying to get the File. Damn Bloody Bitch Delores has enough Blackmail information on over half the Ministry that I was desperate enough to try to get it and force her to hand it over … or at least mine."

The other Auror swallowed. "I want to tell you everything, but I am bound by an Oath. The most you have on me right now is conspiracy to tamper with evidence." He swallowed. "That's termination, a fine, and community service."

A sneeze came from an invisible space.

Kingsley sniffed the air before smirking. "Hey Dung. The Old Man put you up to this?"

"No…" the blank spot sighed. "I thought I could pay him back so I would not be his thumb puppet anymore."

Cyrus Greengrass shook his head and continued on to the Director's office. Two knocks and he was in.

"You don't look as relaxed as you were last night."

"My Shag-toy decided to play a prank on the School, last night. Black pretended to be the Headmaster and Flitwick did the illusion. He was just going to jump out and yell boo." She finished her cup of coffee. "Instead, he almost loses his head to an enraged werewolf and remember that the Full Moon was two nights ago. The Head Bastard had hired Remus Lupin as the DADA Professor. Only he had not told anyone. Arriving late to Dinner, Lupin caught Black's scent, body checked Snape and aimed to remove Black's head… calling him 'Pack Slayer'."

"Shite"

"Little Harry is fast with his wand, and strong." The Director smiled sadly. "He had the angry werewolf in a body bind hex from halfway across the hall before I had finished drawing. Connie had him wrapped in iron cable before I got my stunner off. He had shaken off the stun hex by the time McGonagall met us outside the Headmaster's office. Turns out that Dumbledore has been a very naughty boy. Blood Feud has been declared by two Houses and two others stand ready to give aid."

"Bloody Hell."

"If Albus walks … he will be dead by dawn."

"Almost makes me want to postpone his trial, and release him on his own recognizance." Cyrus huffed. "Got anything planned for the tenth?"

"Well… I am open to any day but the nineteenth." Amelia leaned back. "I received an interesting note in the beginning of July. It seems that a contract for line continuance has triggered. The Heir used the contract to gain possession of Susan and the Possession of her to leverage Black over me… " She smirked at an old school chum. "In more ways than one." She sighed. "What brings you here, now."

"As Acting Chief Warlock, I am just checking in and asking if you, the Director of the DMLE, have any need of the Powers I now wield."

"An official summons for the Lord of Black… and the Steward of Potter. Might as well summon the Heir as well. I would like to have Minerva here too, but she is going to have her hands full with the School."

Cyrus nodded. "Director Bones. As Acting Chief Warlock, I am Summoning Lord Black, Steward of House Potter and Heir Potter. Please have them notify McGonagall that she might be called at a later date."

She scribbled out the orders she needed followed.

"Yes Chief Warlick." She stood and stepped out of the office. "Shacklebolt! Runcorn!" Her Voice called out over the din of the Law Officers heckling the unfortunates stuck to the ceiling. "Three members of the Wizengamot are needed to be escorted into the ministry. Lord Sirius Black, Steward Remus Lupin, and Heir Harry Potter." Silence swept across the room. She held out the scroll containing orders. "Please advise Professor McGonagall that she and others might be called later. Portkey back. Atrium will do." The two wizards hit the Floo at a run, Shacklebolt having grabbed the scroll. "Vance. Jones. Await them in the Atrium. Escort them to the Wizengamot Chamber."

Vance, standing by the boss, asked the question on Cyrus's mind. "Why did you call for Lupin?"

"He has a… need… to remain close to Potter, and I believe that seeing them together will be hard on Dumbledore."

Amelia turned to Connie. "Why are they still up there?"

"The trap is carved into the desk. Any one entering without the key will be sent up and stuck. As the whole thing is powered by the Desk, you need the key to undo it."

"And you lost the key."

"Worse. I used the key as collateral. She is going to demand a high price for it. Either to just reset the wards or the return of the Key." Connie smirked at Amelia. "She has some… unusual tastes."

"Just take care of it." Amelia hissed. "Before Court."

"I need your permission to trade favours." Connie hissed back. "Nothing to do with the Law or Blood."

"It will be done." Connie vanished into the swirl of the busy Bullpen.

"I am afraid to think about what she calls Unusual Tastes." Cyrus patted her Shoulder. "Should we have to work through Lunch… Join me and my Wife?"

"We will join you." And she Vanished the other direction.

"Witches. Can't Hex them, can't understand them." Warlock Greengrass headed for the Lift to take him downstairs.

HPWQ

Amelia walked about the Chamber. She was recharging the runes for the Cursed Area Effect. Because the Curse Ritual caused no direct harm or required blood… the enchantments on the Chamber ignored her curse.

But the Sentient Magic of the Chamber recognised her spell's intent and with a sense of humour, empowered the spell.

An Ancient House Bones Curse. Back when the House was known for working with the Dead and Undead, they would bind the Curse around their workplaces. The reason it was listed as a Curse was because while the Truth was released, it was paid in blood, tears, and misery of those in the room.

Albus had the most secrets. The Curse was Hungry and Eager for Albus to be brought up. The Chamber Magic was Hungry and Eager. Unknown to the Mortals… Albus would never be able to Lie or Keep a Secret ever again.

At the Strike of Nine, Cyrus entered the Court Chamber. He had been down the Hall, in the Chief Warlock's office. He had found a few things that he found interesting.

First, He found Will Scrolls for eight different Witches and Wizards, all Sealed with the Chief Warlock's Seal.

Next were Items from Houses Potter, Paverel, and Gryffindor. Items that were trying to leave the Office, but were rune caged.

And lastly there were Account Ledgers and Grimores, for each of the Houses and individuals above.

He gathered everything into a Gladstone bag and then wrote a note for Connie Hammer.

#found items that were hidden in the Office of the Chief Warlock. I have removed the things I could, but I think that you and your Office of Analytics should inspect it. I say you, because the D.o.M. will be watching and want in on the search.#

He then broke the cages and exited the room.

No sooner than the door closed, everything on the shelves vanished.

As he stepped into the Chamber, he noticed that Amelia Bones was the only person in the Chamber.

He smiled at her and passed her the note as their paths crossed…

Okay so he had to walk halfway around the Court Chamber to cross paths with her.

"Give this to Connie. She will need time to gather and send a team. We don't want or need the un-seeables getting there first."

Bones glanced at the note before she snapped her wand and a white misty American Bulldog jumped from the tip. "Message reads: Hammer. Team up. Birdman just got cooked. Deliver."

The bulldog barked silently and tore off into the wall.

Bones finished her enchanting while Cyrus returned to the Pulpit.

At the fifteen minute mark, Bones was in her seat as Director of the DMLE.

The General Masses began to arrive in groups of two to five. The Abbotts entered, kissed each other before splitting up. He went to the Noble House of Abbott's seat. She headed to the Most Ancient and Noble House of Bones.

Annebell-lynn and her 'Court of Ladies entered about the twenty minute mark. Rita on her heels, a Blue quill hovering over a sheet of parchment, scribbling away as the ladies gossiped. Behind Rita, under a bad disillusionment jinx, her green quill was also scribbling away.

Catching the eye of his wife, he tapped his crest on his robes, and mimed writing. With a glance at Rita. His Wife frowned at him as she translated his actions before looking at Rita. She saw the badly hidden quill and scroll and smirked. She dismissed her court, and whispered to Rita who blushed, looked ashamed, before nodding.

Annebell-lynn hooked her right arm through the arm of the blonde in emerald green, and guided her to the Greengrass Seat.

At Nine Forty-five, Fudge marched in… with Connie Hammer on his Arm. She made it look like he was just escorting her, but most knew that Fudge didn't want to be there. Only not being able to defend himself was worse than what he faced.

Amelia walked over and handed Connie the Note. Fudge saw it, paled even further and hissed to the two women that they had his support.

Connie returned to the Door of the Chamber and handed the notes to an Auror with a black strap on his arm. She then returned to the Table, dropped the file, and waited.

Amelia walked Fudge to his seat. Cyrus overheard her say. "If we still have a case against you by the end of the Session, you will go last."

Cyrus nodded.

At the Strike of Ten… a rush to get in just as the Doors boomed shut.

Cyrus dropped the Hammer. The Bones's Curse of 'Occulta Veritas Accedai' Snapped up without Bones having to engage the rune clusters.

"Today it is my Honour to call this session to Order, Greater Magical Britain versus…" he trailed off. "Let's start with the easiest case. GMB v Delores Umbitch… I mean Umbridge."

The assembly chuckled. Everyone hated her, she had dirt on almost everybody, but she got things done. Sometimes she was even worth the trouble she caused. Only reason she was still in play was because it would be even harder to replace her.

The Door to the Cells opened and the toad faced Witch was dragged out and tossed into the Chair, her face moved and flushed as she screamed into her Silence Hex.

Connie opened the File, and pulled a folder out. "I would like to thank the Court for the Recess. It allowed Analytics to search the Home and Office of the Accused. We found her Ledger of Blackmail. While it is Sour Fruit… we will only use it if you are up on charges for which the Blackmail is proof. We are not a Laundry Service but we won't prosecute unfairly. That said, Analytics will be calling on everyone listed in the Ledger."

Connie opened the folder. "Last session we were just about to fry up a toad. Does the Court want to have her purge her guts, or are you all okay with throwing her to the DMLE and letting her crimes and those who were accessory to said crimes be handled quietly. We will be keeping a full detailed readout for the trail."

"Point." Lord Parkinson stood. "You are saying that you don't intend to finish trying the Toad?"

"Oh the Bitch is going down. Several of my colleagues in red are hoping for an escape attempt." Connie grinned at the Lord. "But if you are in this file, do you really want us to air it before the Court?"

Parkinson frowned. "While I am not in that file… people I respect are. And I for one don't want to drag them out of the shadows. Burn the Witch." He returned to his seat.

Cyrus gaveled for silence and order. "I am going to need a unanimous vote on this. All for…" the chamber lit up like a Christmas tree. "All against…" and the chamber flashed black as nearly every wand went dark. Warlock Greengrass noticed that House Abbot, Bones, Longbottom and Greengrass never lit their wands. "The Ayes have it. Take the hag away." His Gavel echoed in the Chamber.

TBC