The Eternal Prophecy (Sequel to Never Did I Imagine For This To Happen)

The Trial

                We were all having our dinner when Molly told us that she had ironed our best clothes for tomorrow. Arther would be taking us and Sirius could not go, since the Ministry still thought him to be a convicted mass murderer. He even came to know that these instructions were given by none other than Professor Dumbledore. I was going to be Harry's witness. Sirius was frustrated that he could not go for Harry's hearing while, Harry was sad and disappointed that Dumbledore had come to this house, and not asked to see him. We then cleaned the table, and the utensils and headed off to bed.

        Next day, I woke up at 5 am sharp, and had my bath, washed my hair, and brushed my teeth. I dried my self magically and wore my clothes - a black crepe knee length dress, with skin color trench coat and pointed leather court pump shoes. I tied my hair into a tight bun and got ready. I had bacon, toast and eggs for breakfast, while Harry being nervous as he was only had toasts. We then began speaking about his hearing.

        "The hearing is at Amelia Bone's office. She is the head of the department of magical law enforcement, and the one who'll be questioning you." said Arthur.
        "Amelia Bones is OK, Harry." said Tonks. "She's fair and, she'll hear you out."
        "Don't lose your temper. Be polite and stick to the facts." said Sirius suddenly.
        "The law's on your side." continued Lupin quietly. "Even underage wizards are allowed to use magic in life-threatening situations." Harry nodded each time, whenever he was showered with advice. Molly then, attacked him with a wet comb, making her level best to make his hair lie flat, but finally giving it up.
        "Well, better we leave now." said Arthur. Harry left his uneaten toast, while everyone wished him the best of luck. Molly even gave him a hug. We followed Arthur down the hall, opened the door, and finally stepped into the cold. We then walked to the metro station, and Arthur tried his level best to show us that he had muggle skills, but to no use.
        "Trains. Underground. Ingenious these muggles. I never used a muggle entrance before, should be fun." Then he started to swipe the card, but failed. Harry finally swiped the card for him, as we entered and boarded the train. "Right, good." When we reached our destination, we got off the train and came up into the sunlight. We went on walking until we came across a phone booth. Funny the unsuspicious entrance for the Ministry are, while Harry looked curiously all around the phone booth.
        "Let me get my muggle money." When we reached down and entered the Ministry of Magic, we saw a huge fountain having the statues of a witch and wizard, with a goblin, a house elf and a centaur. Inside the water there were galleons, sickles and knuts. Arthur shook his head in disgust.
        "Terrible. Lost a lot of galleons trading on a potions market." he muttered. 
        There were many shoutings and mutterings. 
        "Daily Prophet, ladies and gentlemen, anybody for the Daily Prophet."
        There was even a poster of "Dumbledore: Is he daft or is he dangerous?". Not far away was a huge picture of Cornelius Fudge - the proud and idiotic and daft of a Minister of Magic. We then entered a lift, where Arthur greeted the liftman.
        "Interdepartmental memos."
        "We used to use owls first," said Arthur, " mess was unbelievable." Kingsley entered the lift and whispered something in Arthur's ear.
        "Merlin's beard. Thank you Kingsley. They have changed the timing and place of your hearing."
        "Where is it?" asked Harry.
        "In five minutes." We soon came to the Department of Mysteries.
        "Department of Mysteries."
        I saw Lucius Malfoy speaking to Fudge. " And I'm confident, Minister, that you will do the right thing." He saw me gave me a nod with respect filled in his eyes.
        "Yes, but we must be........." said Fudge.
        Meanwhile, Arthur was giving Harry some words of advice. "Remember, our words of advice at breakfast. Speak only when you are spoken to. Keep calm, you've done nothing wrong. As the muggles say, truth will out. Right? I'm afraid I'm not allowed inside." With that he went away, as Harry and I entered the court room. I waited in the waiting lobby outside the court room, keeping tabs through Harry's mind.
        I saw it was the largest dungeon, and the whole of the Winzegamot was present. Fudge was the judge, while Mrs. Amelia Bones was the interogator. There was even a toad-like looking woman, who giggled in a disgusting manner. I hope my brother keeps calm, and does not go into his mood swings. He was of course, accused of being late for his hearing, after which the hearing started.
        "Disciplinary hearing of the 12th of August, into the offenses committed by Harry James Potter, resident of number 4 Privet Drive, Little Whinging, Surrey. Interogetors: Cornelius Oswald Fudge, Minister of Mag....." said Fudge when he was interrupted by none other than Dumbledore.
        "Witness for the Defense: Albus Pervical Wulfric Brian Dumbledore."
        "You got the message that the time and place of the hearing had been changed did you?" asked Fudge.
        "I must have missed it. " said Dumbledore. " But by a happy mistake I arrived early at the Ministry of Magic, three hours early. The charges?" 
        "The charges against the accused are as follows: that he did knowwingly and in full awareness of the illegality of his actions produce a Patronus Charm in the presence of a Muggle. Do you deny producing the said Patronus?" said Fudge.
        "No, but....." replied Harry.
        "And you were aware that you were forbidden to use magic outside school under the age of 17." said Fudge.
        "Yes, I was, but......" said Harry.
        "Witches and wizards of the Winzegamot." said Fudge, when Harry screamed out. Oh no.
        "I was only doing it because of the dementors." cried out Harry.
        "Dementors? In Little Whinging?" said a woman. I presume she must be Amelia Bones.
        "That's quite clever. Muggles can't see dementors, can they boy. Highly convenient." said Fudge. This man is so full of himself, filled with lust for political power. 
        "I'm not lying. There were two of them, if I hadn't..........." said Harry.
        "Enough." shouted Fudge.
        "Hem, hem." said the toad-like witch while clearing her throat to speak up. " I'm sorry to interrupt," oh yes you are indeed, "what I'm sure is a well-rehearsed story...........but since you can't produce any witnesses of the event." she said as Fudge nodded.
        "Pardon me, Minister. But it so happens that we can." Seems like there is another witness apart from me. Of course, Ms. Arabella Figg, Harry's squib of a neighbour. Excellent Dumbledore. I remember him saying that he would convince the other witness, if not then I would have to serve as one. Seems that Figg has come. She was called in. 
        "Please describe the attack. What did they look like?" asked the witch whom, I presumed to be Amelia Bones.
        "Well, one of them was very large and the other was very skinny and there was a girl." Brilliant.
        "Not the children. The dementors." said Fudge with irritation.
        "Oh, right, right. Big, cloaked, then everything went cold..............as though all the happiness had gone from the world." she said.
        "Now, look here, dementors don't just wonder into a Muggle suburb." said Fudge. God how blind can one get. "And happen across a wizard and another special witch." 
        "The odds are astronomical," said Dumbledore, "I don't think anyone would believe the dementors were there by coincidence, Minister."
        "I'm sure I must have misunderstood you, professor." said the toad-like witch. "Dementors are, after all, under the control of the Ministry of Magic. And it's so silly of me, but it sounded for a moment as though you were suggesting that the Ministry had ordered an attack on the boy."
        "That would be disturbing indeed, Madame Undersecretary." replied Dumbledore.
        "Which is why I'm sure the Ministry will be mounting a full-scale inquiry into why two dementors were so far away from Askaban." said Fudge, "And why, they mounted an attack without authorization."
        "Of course, there's someone" replied Dumbledore, "who might be behind the attack. Cornelius I implore you to see reason. The evidence that the Dark Lord has returned is incontrovertible."
        "He is not back" hissed Fudge loudly.
        "In matters of Harry Potter," said Dumbledore, "the law clearly states that magic can be used in life-threatening situations."
        "Laws can be changed, Dumbledore." shouted Fudge.
        "Clearly," replied Dumbledore, "has it become a practice to hold a full criminal trial to deal with a simple matter of underage magic?"
        "Those in favor of conviction." said Bones. A few hands including that of Fudge and the toad-face raised their hands.
        "Those in favor of clearing the accused of all charges." Maximum hands were raised. I smiled.
        "Cleared of all charges." said Fudge as the court room cleared. I saw Harry call out for Dumbledore but he ignored him yet, smiled at me. We left the ministry and arrived at Grimmauld Place, celebrating my brother not being expelled from Hogwarts.