The duo that awoke that morning were tired, their legs wobbly and their hair messed up. To say that Harry and Nymphadora Tonks-Potter were well rested would be a lie. But, other than that, it was a happy couple that got up that morning.
Breakfast, too, was considered a good affair that morning. Molly Weasley had come over early and cooked a breakfast fit for a king, in honor of Tonks' acceptance of the Defense Job, though they didn't tell the others that.
While they were waiting for the paper, no one knew just how good things had gotten.
When the owl came, therefore, it was a squeal and a passion filled kiss that met Harry before he got the paper.
Daily Prophet Special Edition: The Sacking of Fudge
Rita Skeeter: Reporting
Late last night, in a decision that was sure to break the forces of evil currently at the Ministry will not be sure to forget, Minister of Magic Cornelius Oswald Fudge was sacked due to "negligence and corruption of power" in a 50 to 21 vote of the Wizengamot. This news comes off of a late night bust concerning Auror Johnathon Goldsmith, involving the new wife of Harry Potter, 16, Godric's Hollow.
Ex-Auror Goldsmith, currently being held in Holding Cell 47-A, was accused of many crimes, including attempted sexual assault and successful mind control of an agent of the Ministry, Nymphadora Tonks-Potter, 21, Godric's Hollow. In an interview with a Ministry employee, Ex-Auror Goldsmith had been making advances towards Auror Tonks-Potter, a metamorphmagus, and she kept refusing these advances.
Sources close to the Potters say that Mr. Goldsmith sent her, therefore, a package with a dress soaked in an unstable potion named Venenum Amor Novem that causes anyone that smells the potion to fall in love with the buyer.
Minister Fudge falls into this in a very particular way. Mr. Goldsmith was very sure that Minister Fudge would release him from punishment, even though it was against an old family. We did some checking into his past, and on five different occasions Mrs. Potter was up for a promotion, only to be denied because of 'reasons that are yet unclear' as her record shows.
We asked for permission to question Minister Fudge with an Occlumens in the room, the venerable Albus Dumbledore, and questioned him on these reasons. It became clear, soon after, that she was a victim of sexual harassment. Minister Fudge was using his authority to coerce women to give him sexual pleasures for positions of importance.
When asked about this at a midnight trial, Fudge told the Wizengamot everything. He had impregnated several women, cooperated with Death Eaters such as Lucius Malfoy and Bellatrix Lestrange after her escape last year, and other several misuses of power that the Prophet are glad to report.
He then stated that if he could get Goldsmith to bed Mrs. Potter that he would give Goldsmith a grand position as undersecretary, and that is where the plot, including the unstable potion, came together.
There will be an election held today at Ollivanders in Diagon Alley where anyone of legal age can vote. Wizengamot members are forbidden to vote unless there is a tie.
The legal process will be posted for those that are legal adults while underage, and everyone is expected to make your opinion known.
A nomination held last night gave only three ideas for the position. Mister Harry Potter, Rufus Scrimgeour, and Amelia Bones. Harry Potter, as you know, is the only survivor of the Killing Curse, and defeater of Lord Voldemort. Not much is really known about Mister Potter, other than the fact that he's rich and the head of the Potter line. Rufus Scrimgeour is the head of the Aurors and second in command of the Magical Law Enforcement. He is said to be a shrewd man, and tough to boot. Amelia Bones, his immediate boss in the Ministry of Magic, is said to be very loyal to the light, tough to boot, and a fair woman. She is head interrogator of the Wizengamot and a member of the old family, Bones.
Election will be held in one hour. This paper is designated as a portkey so you may vote. For a detailed list of statistics on each nominee, please see page 15.
No sooner than the letter had been placed on the table did the fireplace light up with a flurry of activity. The entire Weasley family, and several other members of the Order of the Phoenix coming through. Harry sighed, looking at each one individually to get a grasp on their opinions of the situation at hand.
Dumbledore, Snape, McGonagall and Flitwick, surprisingly, all come through, some to congratulate Harry and some, as in the case of Snape, to say that it was the fault of the whore wife that Harry even got noticed for this nomination.
Needless to say he was blasted backwards, and cut an obvious flip in the air. As soon as he landed, the fireplace shot a wicked green and out came a large family of redheads. After them members, well more of them anyway, of the Order of the Phoenix arrived and questions began shouting from the farthest seat from the Headmaster to Dumbledore himself. He sighed and looked at Harry.
"This morning at roughly 5:30 we got a report saying that Cornelius Fudge was collaborating with Johnathon Goldsmith in an attempt to rape Nymphadora Tonks, effectively breaking their marriage bonds and, in their opinion, killing Harry Potter.
When taken into consideration, we decided to fire Cornelius and file a 'No Confidence' clause in his record. Then we wrote up the article for the Daily Prophet.
At that time the Wizengamot began taking nominations for Minister of Magic and we came upon the three names seen in the paper. It is nearly a given, depending on who you choose Harry, who will be the new Minister of Magic, but one thing is certain, we need to be well prepared.
Nymphadora, please take time to contemplate your decision with Harry, and come to a conclusion on who the next Minister should be."
Tonks glared. "What if we choose to vote for my husband, Albus? He'd certainly be better than anyone in the ministry right now because he is not afraid of Voldemort."
The man smiled. "True, but Harry knows next to nothing about politics, Nymphadora. In fact, it was a suggestion from a known supporter of the dark that even got Harry in. How would it look if Harry was to be elected off the nomination of a known Death Eater. Then there is the fact that the Death Eaters have Harry's blood and can make the Polyjuice Potion.
Also, Fawkes has here a piece of paper for everyone in the room. He wishes for you all to write down a name on the paper, the first person you think of. He asks you to be true, and as members of the Order you know that you would eventually be asked for some strange things."
Harry and Tonks grinned and wrote each others names. Fawkes trilled a moment later and disappeared with all of the papers, leaving everyone thoroughly confused.
When the portkey went off, all members of the Order immediately drew their wands, and had them in their hands. When the bell tolled signaling the event to come Albus and Amelia Bones stood up. Albus smiled and said, "As you know by now, the Ministry of Magic has become a place of deceit and neglect. In part, this is due to Cornelius Fudge.
Last night, in a 79/21 vote, we impeached former Minister of Magic Fudge. The Wizengamot, according to code 764821-93 of the code of elections then immediately nominated three potential candidates for the position of Minister of Magic.
The first, Amelia Bones, is the former Head of Magical Law Enforcement. She has been on duty for twenty-seven years and has headed the department for eighteen of those. Her family has... or had been long standing supporters of the light and until the death of her brother and sister-in-law, the Bones' were always at the scenes of attacks and, most notably, one of the first couples to ever fight a full Dementor Contingent on their own, including Amelia herself who can cast a fully corporeal patronus.
Our next candidate, Rufus Scrimgeour,..."
Rufus Scrimgeour looked rather like an old lion. There were streaks of gray in his mane of tawny hair and his bushy eyebrows; he had keen yellowish eyes behind a pair of wire-rimmed spectacles and a certain rangy, loping grace even though he walked with a slight limp.
"... Is the Head of the Aurors, and in a prime condition to become the head of Magical Law Enforcement should Amelia Bones become Minister of Magic. He has been an Auror for twenty-nine years, serving fifteen years before that in the Unspeakables. He has played a major role in the Government, and helped pass many of the laws that now enrich our lives. He is an advocate of the Werewolves and firmly on the light side.
Harry Potter" he said to enormous clapping and jeering. Harry blushed as he stood up as he noticed was now becoming custom for the others to do.
"Is a sixteen year old who has faced Voldemort more times than any living person, including myself. He is the head of the Potter and Black Family. His corporeal patronus alone has fought of one hundred dementors and, while he's not particularly happy about this point, he is quickly becoming the most powerful wizard in many years."
"Very touching Albus, but I'm terribly sorry that I've come accustomed to my position on the Wizengamot, and don't see myself giving it up just because you deem it necessary. I've here supporters that have agreed to help stall these proceedings for the time deemed worthy and, as per the law, I will be given my position until I deem it time to give it up."
"Ah Cornelius, I had an idea of the depths you would go to in order to keep your position. As you know, however, that in order to vote all a person need only say 'vote' and point at the name, never therefore being hurt by the Death Eaters behind you."
"Oho! You'd think that right, Dumbledore. Well, as you're so naive that you can't accept your own fallibility, then let me tell you what the Death Eaters that are accompanying me today get. It's really quite brilliant, you know. I don't see why I didn't think of it before. As soon as I'm given back control of my ministry, Albus, the personal vaults of these muggle-loving idiots will be taken and given to the Death Eaters. Not even then will the precious Potter's be able to do anything."
Harry glares at him and whispers, "Fawkes". The phoenix arrives, with pen and papers. Harry writes two notes on his wife's back, and sends Fawkes off. The phoenix trills sadly as it leaves.
"Now Lucius, who do you wish to take care of first?"
Out of the back of the crowd comes Lucius Malfoy. He grins at them and says, "Cornelius, it will be my pleasure to take care of Dumbledore first. Avada Kedavra!"
The emerald green spell runs after the Headmaster. He lifts his wand to protect himself when another Death Eater shouts, "CRUCIO!"
The Headmaster falls to his knees. As the green killing curse hits him, Dumbledore looks at Harry, winks and falls all in one motion. Harry is openly glaring now as the crowds start whimpering. Tonks has tears running down her face, the site of the mangled body of the Headmaster sending shivers up and down the spine of nearly everyone in the crowd.
Harry too has tears streaming down his face, thoughts of mourning, giddiness, and revenge all in his head. At the front of the crowd Snape stands up and grins. He glares right at Harry and smirks. "Good job Lucius."
The crowd gasps. Severus glares at most everyone. "Now, everyone will sit down and wait until the bell tolls tonight. Anyone who doesn't... cooperate, will meet a very, sticky, end."
The crowds sit. Lucius flicks his wand. "Accio Wizards Wands!"
Harry barely keeps his gripped in his hand when he feels others and sees others flying all around.
"Now sit down!"
Stifled crying from babies in the back break the reverie, crying that is silenced by a quick killing curse, as mothers held dead children in their arms. Tonks rubs her stomach, as if pitying the other women in the room. Harry, too, feels the sense of loss frequent with losing loved ones.
One hour later, and the Death Eaters are patrolling the crowds still, keeping ever vigilant. Having the only wand left, Harry looks at Tonks and watches her eyes. She sighs and starts to move her lips before a shouted, "Crucio!" and she falls victim to the torture curse.
"Really Potter, you would have figured that we'd keep that bitch of yours quiet if you couldn't."
"At least, Cornelius, she's mine and not some scum like yours." Harry retorts at the Minister of Magic."
"Ah yes, another thing to take care of. As soon as we're married, I will issue a notice of divorce of all half-blood families and you'll be broken up. Then I'll still have my way with the bitch."
He smirks with an evil smirk. Harry sighed. "You will do no such thing, Cornelius. As you've seemed to forgotten, we are a noble, pureblood family according to Merlin's Laws. As I'm sure you remember, a marriage bound by the Soul Binding ritual makes us one person in all but body. You cannot, therefore, cancel our marriage."
"Well, then, I'll just kill you here then. Avada Kedavra!"
Harry stood, preparing to meet the curse head on when a voice says, "I will not lose another one today!" and Fawkes appears in a flash of phoenix fire. Harry picks up the phoenix, puts him in his pocket. He sits down, grinning at the stunned look on Fudge's face. "What Cornelius, surprised that Fawkes would choose me so soon after Dumbledore's demise. To the well organized mind, death is..." he was interrupted by a voice saying, "the next great adventure! That's right Potter."
Harry grinned at Moody. "Wow that was some stunning spell."
The afternoon toiled on, the tally remaining fixed at a standard zero. The sounds of sniffles could be heard. Harry was holding Tonks' hand, when something pokes him in the hand. Just for a second Harry grinned. "Enervate" he whispered. Tonks woke up, quite suddenly. Placing the object in her hand, Harry looks in her eyes. Her surprise is only there for a second, before she grins. Looking at the woman beside her, Tonks uses hand letters to tell her check for her wand.
The woman does and grins. She too passes the message to all the others. The women, it would seem, were still armed. Harry grinned.
Pointing his wand at the farthest Death Eater, Harry sends a stunning spell. It hits its mark. Lucius turns at the thump that is made when the man falls. A hundred quick "accio"s and the stolen wands are returned.
When the Death Eaters, who were signaled at the fall of their comrade turned around, they were face to face to the wands. Harry himself had Fudge in a binding curse, suspended midair, upside down with his pink heart panties showing. Harry grinned, "planning to make a trip to the muggle world, Cornelius?"
The man glared. "As a matter of fact, I hear from Lucius it is most grand to wear these in public in the muggle world."
Harry snorts. "Wow, Lucius Malfoy and the Minister of Magic are cross-dressers, who knew?"
The chortle of amusement sent shivers up the spines of the Death Eaters. Amelia Bones grinned. "I, personally, have now no interest or care for the Minister of Magic's job. I see what it would be like if I were in office. I thereby cast my vote for Harry Potter."
Tonks turned and said, "WHAT!"
The Death Eaters smirked. "He's only supposed to use that tongue on me... aw!"
Several tents rose up in many Death Eater's pants. They looked down, surprised at the display, and never saw the stunning curses that impacted with them. It was this moment that Rufus Scrimgeour also voted to Harry's name and the bell tolled. Harry groaned as a cheer went up and he saw his picture rising in the air like a beacon.
Hitting the closest Death Eater with a stunning curse, Harry said, "Well... um... what do we do now?"
Tonks giggled. "Well, we are in the middle of a battle, so do you really want to have some celebratory sex here?"
Harry nodded and she grinned. "Just think of the reaction THAT will get, Dora. They'd splatter themselves in their pants if we did that."
Tonks chocked up on the mental image and with an exasperated "EW!" said that he was definitely not using that dirty tongue on her tonight. A groan from several sources, and the two of them struggled not to laugh as the Death Eaters apparated away.
Harry smiled, "I would have to say that was a rousing success Nymphadora Tonks-Potter."
She nodded. From behind them the soft crooning of a phoenix filled the night air.
As Harry apparated, for the smallest moments, a frown appeared on his face.
They arrived at the house, the feeling of security and obscurity that was there before was gone. It was as if, in the matter of minutes, the occupants of Grimmauld Place were in the open. When Moody came running in the door, the room gasped. He looked at Harry and said, "We need to get out of here, everyone we are from here on out code red. The Fidelius has fallen and Death Eaters are on their way here as we speak."
Harry groaned and looked at Tonks. She nodded. "Damn, let's get to Hogwarts. Until we can figure out what to do, the Order needs to stay there."
Moody nodded. As Fawkes appeared, tears glistening down his feathered face, the room got quiet for the smallest of moments. Sniffling could be heard from everywhere in the room as the occupants realized, with a jolt that Dumbledore had died.
Molly Weasley was the worst, really, absolutely forbidding anyone under the age of joining the Order whenever the new leader was announced. Moody, on the other hand, had been packing every thing in boxes he could find and making them into portkeys. Tonks was doing as he was, and Harry was packing everything, allowing her to make the portkeys.
The library was emptied of all books, tombs, and scrolls, the bedrooms emptied of all wands, and all magical artifacts.
The picture of Mrs. Black was burnt to the ground, and Kreacher was killed. Fawkes took all the people and the boxes activated with a wave of Moody's wand. When they arrived at Hogwarts, a black owl was seen flying overhead. The Death of Dumbledore had been hard, Harry realized, because people were dependent on the old man.
He looked at Tonks, who did have tears running down her face. He pulled her close, her head leaning on his shoulder. As the Order approached the Great Hall, Fawkes flew up to the table and landed on McGonagall's shoulder. She sniffled, her tears flowing freely as she fell into shock.
"Well," Moody said gruffly. "About this time those Death Eater scum should be just about blown up. I hope you don't mind, Potter, but I blew up Grimmauld Place just to be safe."
Harry nodded, the house that held so many torturous memories finally meeting its proper end. Moody sighed. "Folks, Dumbledore told me something a week ago. He told me that, in order for the Order to survive this war, we'd need to cooperation of the Ministry and the Order. He also told me that, "to the well-organized mind, death is but the next great adventure" and that he knew his time was coming, he could feel it. I don't know if this well help any of you, but he didn't want to leave the Order with no support structure. He's asked me to be his executor, and asked that I don't allow the Order to mess up.
I'm not going to read the will, but just know that Fawkes is yours Potter. That stuff this morning was us choosing the new leader, and that's me. Fawkes delivered the paper to me earlier. It hurts like hell... he should have practiced CONSTANT VIGILANCE, but he didn't and now he's dead. But we've got to fight on, we have too because if we don't than we're doomed.
Potter, I hope we can expect Ministry support?"
Harry shrugged. Tonks elbowed him and said, "Say 'Yes Alastor, the Ministry is going to be fighting against Voldemort too."
The man barely smiled as Harry blushed and repeated what his wife had just said. "Right... Minerva, he's asked you to take the reins of Hogwarts and that your service to the school is most appreciated. He's asked Aberfroth, and Aberfroth agreed, to give the family money to the Weasley's for their service to the light. Aberfroth will just live off the last million in his account and a stipend until he dies, he's said.
I know it hurt so soon after what happened, and that you don't want to hear this yet, but sadly we don't have time to mourn for more than a few minutes. Albus died, in a horrible way, and for that we're going to get their killers or I'm not Alastor Moody."
Harry sighed, the Head Rooms of Gryffindor opening to him. As the couple lay down, the events of the day sunk in. "Harry... um... you're Minister for Magic."
Harry paled. "NO! What were they thinking! What the bloody hell do I know about running a government?"
Tonks sighed. "I don't know. With Dumbledore dying and everything today, I don't think they noticed that you were elected Minister. I think that tomorrow we need to avoid the papers."
Harry nodded. "I love you, Dora."
She smiled. "I love you to, Harry."
As Harry fell asleep, Tonks sighed.
Voldemort was very happy tonight. And because of that fact, his Death Eaters were happy too. For once since the Dark Lord has been back, things were starting to look up. Sure the Minister failed him, but the fool was dead, killed by Lucius as soon as they got back to the base. Other than that, everything had been great today.
Dumbledore was dead, the Ministry in the hands of an incompetent 16 year old, and to top things off, he had taken over the base of the Order of the Phoenix. Sure, it exploded before he got there, but they were displaced now, and were probably going to hold meetings at the Ministry.
"Lucius, I wish to reward you for your accomplishment today. We did get a new Minister, but you rectified yourself with Dumbledore's murder, and you Bellatrix for cursing the muggle-loving fool while the curse struck. As a reward, you can choose one Death Eater to either take as your slave or kill."
Lucius grinned and turned to Peter Pettigrew. Casting the Killing Curse at the rat animagus, Lucius struck him dead. "That, Peter, was for sleeping with my wife, the bitch I will enjoy screwing until she dies."
Voldemort smirked. "Very good Lucius. Bellatrix?"
Bellatrix smiled and walked over to Severus. "Severus, you will please me in many different ways, tonight and for the rest of our lives. If it pleases the master, of course?"
Voldemort nods, "of course, though now that I think of it, Severus, you too are entitled to a reward. What say you?"
"I have been given my reward, Master, as you have not yet killed me for acting a spy without your orders."
Voldemort nodded. "And I shall not, Severus."
Severus kissed the hem of his master's robes and looked at Bellatrix. She smiled, and pulled him by the hand out of her Masters chambers. "Severus," she began. The man looked at her and, bringing his hand up to caress her cheek, the older man softly stroked her cheek. She leaned into his touch. "Rudolphus will have to die, of course, Severus. But, I want you."
Severus nodded. "I agree Bellatrix. You've saved my life, and kept me from betraying the Dark Lord, an act I will never forgive myself for. It was you, and no other, Bella Black."
She smiled. "And you, and no other, Severus Snape. It is a shame that my father could not have met you before the marriage contracts."
The man nodded. "It is."
"Come, Severus." She apparated away. He followed her. They appeared in a bedchamber of blood red, the sheets made of the purest black silk. "This is my bedchamber, Severus. Rudolphus' is on the other wing of the castle. I've warded this room to be under the Fidelius. As I told you to apparate to me, you could pass the Fidelius.
Now come, Severus."
She started by stripping her clothing, the Death Eaters robes that confined so much radiant beauty. She wore no undergarments, as they were considered muggle and anything muggle wasn't worn on her body. So, she was naked underneath. Severus gulped at the site of the woman.
She was glorious. Her skin was tanned to a soft shade of brunette, her hair long, brown locks that showed of her Black Heritage. Her eyes were a wonderful shade of grey. Her body, previously too skinny from Azkaban, had filled out. Her breasts were full, and tanned to the exact shade of her body.
All in all, according to Severus Snape, she was a goddess. Though, he had to admit, she always had been to him.
She took off his body, showing many scars from battles that were long forgotten. His once amassed chest, she noticed, was now slowly showing the signs of aging, and where was once firm stomach, there was now the tiniest bit of flab.
As she took off his robe, Bella's breath caught. She stood before him, both naked, in awe of the other's body. Severus, who had thought himself impotent, had never been able even with the women in the school, appreciate the art of the human body in this manner. Taking initiative, Severus walked forward and kissed Bellatrix on the lips. She smiled and, letting him nibble at her neck, she let her hands travel his body.
She felt his lips move down her body, softly, tenderly, exploring every crevice and nook that was on her upper half. She felt his hands rubbing places Rudolphus had never wanted to. He, she thought, just saw her as his wife, and not the woman that needed what Severus was giving her. She enjoyed the lip exploration, so much, that it was a shame that her husband was never like this.
Severus reached out and, brushing her nipple with her tongue, took the mound into his mouth between his lips, and applied a suction. 'Foreplay' she thought, 'is not what I'm used too. It feels so good'.
As if reading her mind, Severus smiled. Applying suction to her breast, Severus rubbed his tongue along her extended mound inside her mouth. His hand, instinctively, moved to the other breast, as if not wanting it to feel left out.
She grasped his erection with a single hand, and for a moment, thought she was going to die. It was as long as his other wand, which she new stood at a nice ten inches. Gaining a new respect for the human body, Bellatrix couldn't help the moan that moan that she felt as she imagined him entering her.
He withdrew from her, softly, to continue his Treck down her body, licking at her naval in passing. She shivered, rubbing her nipples with the palm of her hand, she couldn't help but feel aroused at that sensation.
'He's so different. Rudolphus is... so in sensual. He, he just usually sticks in and pulls out within a few seconds. How it is that such a wonderful man can be so different? For crying out loud, he just killed Dumbledore for the master, and yet he's so caressing here.'
"Bella" Severus called. "I want.. I want to try something that I wanted to try at Hogwarts."
She nodded. "Alright, Severus."
He moved to her vagina, licking her lower lips softly. When his tongue moved over a rough, round area of skin. She gasped, at that. Rudolphus had NEVER done that before.
"S-S-Severus, do that... again."
He grinned, moving over that nub with his tongue as many times as he pleased. She was bucking against his tongue, now, and it showed. It was then, she had her first, true and real orgasm. The scream that came from her at that moment was so powerful that her magic accidentally blew the windows out of existence.
"Oh, Severus" she screamed, enjoying the attention that she'd never been given before by anyone.
As her hormones came around for another assault, she pushed his head away. Shaking it slowly, she spread her legs and pulled him. Kissing him on the lips proved to be a good experience too, as she tasted herself on him. It was amazing, she thought, the things that she'd missed because of her husband that most women took for granted.
"Severus, take me and make me yours." she gasped out. The man nodded. Mounting above the woman, he led himself into her, softly, sad not to have met that resistance that he'd heard of in conversations he'd heard between his students that dared talk of their conquests.
Slowly, ever slowly, Severus Snape slid into the woman before him. He looked into her eyes and, seeing the love that she held for him, Severus' heart stopped for just a moment. She wrapped her legs around him, locking her ankles and pulling him to where he filled her completely.
He pushed in and out of her, her body made as if it where for him alone. As he came, Severus thought in his mind about how much he loved the Death Eater.
With that thought, they collapsed onto each other, both asleep.
At Hogwarts, the next morning, the husband and wife team got up. They dressed quickly, taking time for the morning 'session' as they called it, where they professed their love for each other again.
Harry dressed, at the insistence of Dora, in his 'royal' robes today. She insisted that even though they would want to avoid it, the press would be there today and that, in her opinion, it would be easier if they make it known that he would take it serious anything that happened, even though they were in school still.
And, of course, she was right.
They appeared, of course, in front of a large contigent of aurors, press, and the entire cabinet of the Ministry. The press was all without wands, and was taking notes with their hands and quills, as Harry found from Tonks, was custom for the induction ceremony of the new Minister for Magic.
Dolores Umbridge, in high regal robes, was standing before Harry with a book in her hand and the flag of the Ministry for Magic behind her. She was smiling at Harry, trying to win over his affections with her toad like face and her eagle topped hat.
"We are gathered here" she said in her most toad like voice, "to induct a new Minister for Magic. This royal position has been held, and will in future be held by worthy, and powerful wizards. The Minister-Elect, Harry Potter, will be required to swear on Merlin's Book of Magical Law, and take the oath of Minister for Magic.
If at any time he is unable to perform, his Undersecretary will do his duties. As it stands, with the Minister being in school, he will be asked to pass on some of his duties to the other department heads until he is readily active to be Minister for Magic."
Harry glared at the woman, who was all but saying that she was Undersecretary and trying to rub it in."
Harry glared at the woman. He looked at the book and placed his hands on it. A sudden jolt filled his mind, it felt like Legilimensy. He tried to fight the sensation, but it didn't work. With a sudden shock, Harry fell on his arse, shocked at the knowledge that filled his head. Laws, customs and other things that would fall under the category of social events filled his mind.
"Mister Potter" Umbridge interrupted him.
"Yes Undersecretary?" Harry asked. The woman glared. "Are you prepared to oath to the title Minister for Magic, or shall we be asked to believe that you've just had a vision from the Dark Lord?"
A titter of laughter went through the audience at that. Harry sighed. "I am prepared, Undersecretary."
Her face fell. "Fine, let's get started then. Do you, Harry James Potter affirm to faithfully protect the office of Minister for Magic, to protect the common interests, and defend our laws as is written in the Merlin Book of Magical Law."
Harry smiled. "I do affirm upon my magic to execute the office of Minister for Magic to the best of my ability, to protect the common interests, and host trials as written in the Merlin Book of Magical Law. I do hereby revoke all past laws not given by this book, and pardon all people not tried fairly by this book of magical law."
The people gasped. That oath was one written in the book, supposedly, and would actually compel the Minister's Magic to do what was right. Only the current Minister could swear that, and then his cabinet would have to swear their individual oaths on that magic.
As Harry said it, the magic flowed around him. The book and his magic combined, and Harry felt a presence in the audience writing it all down.
"I, as Undersecretary, introduce to you the new Minister for Magic." Dolores yelled, playing to the audience.
"Yes, about that Dolores. I am afraid you can no longer use that title. I need an undersecretary that will not use the position to their advantage, and pass illegal laws in the name of the Ministry.
As what you did was not punishable under the old code, I will not hold you to a trial under the new code. However, I will ask you to turn your resignation in now. As I will all those opposed to the new way the government is going to be run. Officially, I'm not changing things much, but I will say this. My new Cabinet will be chosen in a week. At that time, I will give my first State of the Magical Community address, and at that time I will address the... attitude of Lord Voldemort. Thank you all for coming today."
The articles that would appear after this statement got the wheels going for many newspaper corporations around the magical world.
