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Voice of Reason	By : Ace1984 Category: Harry Potter AU/AR > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 66047 -:- Recommendations : 5 -:- Currently Reading : 16
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Harry's Suite

Astoria woke up and looked around and saw that her room was empty. Astoria rubbed her eyes, "Must have been a dream, Harry would never accept me as his wife."

"Who says I wouldn't Tori?"

Astoria almost jumped out of her skin when she saw Harry standing in the door frame. She watched him walk in and sit down on the edge of her bed.

"Last night wasn't a dream Tori. I have to take up the mantle of Lord Black, and need a Lady Black. I Wasn't joking when I said I have grown closer to you. At first I thought it was more of a sibling connection, but now I realize it is so much more then that. When you were attacked by Draco, I wanted to gut him, had he touched you somewhere else besides your arm then he would be dead. I have spoken to Hermione and your sister and we all agree that we would be happy for you to join our family and represent the Most Ancient and Noble House of Black."

Astoria was in tears. It had not been a dream, Harry did actually want her as one of his wives. She crawled out of bed and sat herself on his lap.

"Harry you don't know how long I have wished for you to love me, like you love my sister and Hermione."

Harry pulled her closer to his chest and allowed her to rest her head there. He gently kissed the top of her head then pulled her head up and kissed her gently on the lips. Harry didn't deepen the kiss as he was afraid of losing control even with Astoria whining for him to open his mouth. However, that all went out the window when he felt his member slowly waking up as Astoria wiggled on his lap.

Astoria could feel it growing. She grinned and moved her hand down lower. She ran her hand over the now tented fabric. She leaned in and whispered in his ear. "Do I make you excited Harry. Are you thinking about doing naughty things to me and my sister together."

Harry hissed, and suddenly he regained his senses. "Tori no, your too young. Don't mind kissing and cuddling but nothing else. In fact I am rather surprised you are feeling like this."

Astoria looked down at her feet. She herself had no idea why she was feeling like this. It had all started a few months ago. She found herself dreaming about doing stuff with Harry. Stuff that normally she wouldn't think of doing until later on in her teens. Then again she knew her sister and Hermione had slept with him, yet they were thirteen/fourteen. She herself was nearly thirteen. So in her eyes she couldn't see what was so wrong.

"Harry, you have already slept with Daphne and Hermione, and their both fourteen. Tell me what so different about me. I am only a year younger, so why should that matter. You yourself are fourteen."

Harry gritted his teeth. She had a point. He wished he could tell her that although he was fourteen, he was actually eighteen in mind and the same was for Hermione and Daphne. All three of them were ready for the next step mentally, however he couldn't be sure if Astoria knew what she was getting into.

"Astoria, what exactly do you want to do, tell me and I will see if we can work around things. I will say this Astoria. I don't want to take your innocence until you are ready. That means in mind and body. Other stuff, well we will see, but not until you turn fourteen."

Astoria huffed but nodded. "Harry, will you stay with me tonight? You know, just to hold me and cuddle with me. That's all I am asking for I promise."

Harry looked at Astoria. He could see the hope in her sapphire eyes. Damn those eyes, and that trembling lip. Harry had fallen for the same thing when Daphne wanted something. Harry scratched the back of his head

"I will have to talk to Hermione and Daphne, but it shouldn't be a problem. Get ready for bed and I will see you in a few minutes."

Astoria's face broke into a huge grin. She grabbed her nightwear and run into her own en-suite to get ready. She half closed the door and watched as Harry walked out.

Harry walked into the lounge and saw both of his wives studying on the Sofa. He noticed them both look up. Daphne was the first to speak. "How's Tori? She awake yet?"

Harry nodded, "Yeah she thought it was all a dream about being asked to be Lady Black. Once I told her it wasn't. Well lets just say she very happy. She has asked if I will stay with her tonight, to just cuddle. I said I would ask you both beforehand."

Hermione looked over then turned back to her book. "its fine with me, what about you Daph?"

Daphne was staring into space, "Huh, oh right. Well as long as you keep everything above board I can't see it being a problem. However, I am more concerned with Tori's attitude. She seems to be ageing mentally faster then she should be. I mean when I was thirteen I didn't give boys a second thought. Plus what I heard in those dreams of hers were truly disturbing. Don't get me wrong, I trust Harry with her, but I Don't trust her. Let's see how tonight goes as an experiment. If everything goes fine then we won't have a problem with it in future."

Hermione and Harry nodded. Harry then waved his hand and watched as his school robes vanished, leaving him in a pair of P.J's. Normally, he would just sleep in his boxers, however, he thought that would just encourage Astoria more. Harry kissed his two wives good night, before he knocked on Astoria's door.

"Tori, you ready?"

Harry heard a lot of banging and shuffling before hearing a sweet, "Yes lovely husband to be." He opened the door and was relieved to see Astoria already tucked under the quilt. He crawled onto the bed and slipped under the quilt. He suddenly found his arm pinned down by Astoria rolling onto it and wrapping it around herself. Harry leaned down and gently kissed her.

"Night my future Lady Black."

Astoria smiled as she curled up closer and said, "Night my future Lord Black."

Master bedroom

Hermione and Daphne were in the master bedroom. Daphne was in front of the mirror brushing her hair, when Hermione walked out of the bathroom in just a towel. Daphne tried to ignore the image that she was getting from the reflection that was in the mirror. However, the more she tried to ignore it., the more she found herself looking. She slowly licked her lips as her sister wife removed the towel, revealing Hermione in all her glory. Daphne noticed that Hermione had now turned around. Silently snaking up behind her, she kissed Hermione's neck and cupped one of her naked breasts.

Hermione leapt out of her skin when she felt warm lips on her neck. She then watched two arms snake their way round to her front and cup her breasts. Hermione started to relax as she realized who was doing this too her. She smiled as she felt Daphne's warm tongue licking down her neck, making her shudder in pleasure.

Daphne could here the soft moans coming from Hermione. Daphne moved her mouth to Hermione's ear and whispered, "Hmm, does my sister wife like what I am doing to her?"

Hermione couldn't speak,. The way Daphne was massaging her breast and biting on her ear lope was sending constant shocks of pleasure right down to her now naked center. Hermione felt Daphne's hand move lower and allowed several of her fingers to start rubbing the top of Hermione's wet pussy lips. Hermione carried on moaning as Daphne's fingers began to rub faster and faster. She was having problems trying to stand under her sister wife's assault.

Daphne noticed this and pushed Hermione forward on to the bed so that she was on her hands and knees. She then grabbed hold of Hermione's legs and spread them, revealing her dripping pussy, the juices dripping down her now spread legs. Daphne licked her fingers then ran them up and down Hermione's slit, making sure only to rub over them and not inside of them. She could hear Hermione moaning into the matress. She then used her fingers to part Hermione's folds and lowered her head and used her tongue to probe Hermione's wet, dripping center. Daphne's tongue darted in and out of Hermione's folds, licking and sucking all her sweet nectar. She hummed on her little nub, which caused Hermione again to flood Daphne's mouth with her sweet juices. Daphne licked every drop up before turning Hermione onto her front. She climbed onto the bed and moved her center to just above Hermione's mouth.

Hermione looked up to see that Daphne was lowering her cunt over her mouth. She stretched up and pulled Daphne down further until Daphne's cum glazed pussy lips were inches from her own warm wet mouth. Hermione opened her mouth and used her tongue to lick up and down Daphne's slit slowly, making sure that she felt every inch of her sister wife's cunt. She knew she was doing the right thing as Daphne was quivering in pleasure above her. Hermione felt the first drips of Daphne's juices. She increased her pace and gently sucked on Daphne clit, causing the blonde to finally release and flood Hermione's mouth with juice.

Daphne then got off Hermione's face and laid on top of her. She kissed her passionately and moved her leg so that her cunt was now right up against Hermione's own wet pussy. She moved her hips, causing both their cunts to rub against one another. Hermione sat up at the same time as Daphne. They both interlocked their legs so their centers were still rubbing against each other. Both witches began to move their hips, quickening the pace of the rubbing. Finally, both witches let out a long moan as they both felt their pussies flood with their girl cum. They both fell back in a tangle of legs and arms which were wrapped around each other. Hermione grabbed her wand and used it to do a quick cleaning charm. Both witches then slipped under the covers and fell asleep, both wearing huge grins on their faces.

Next day Gringotts

Harry and Sirius walked into the huge white crooked building. Harry had decided to dress in his house robes to show that he was here on serious business. Sirius also had his formal robes on with the Black crest gleaming on the left side of his chest. Both Lords moved to line up and wait to speak to one of the goblin tellers. Once they got to the front, Harry stood back, while Sirius did all the talking.

"Excuse me, I am here to see the Director. He is expecting us. I am Lord Black, and this is Lord Peverell-Gryffindor-Hufflepuff-Ravenclaw-Slytherin-Potter. Soon to be the next Lord Black."

The goblins eyes widened at who was standing in front of him. He quickly jumped from his stool, and moved from behind the counter to the front of the two Lords.

"My Lords, if you would like to follow me, I will escort you to the director's office."

Sirius and Harry nodded before following the goblin down a number of corridors, until they stood in front of a solid golden door. The Goblin held up his hands for Sirius and Harry to wait, while he entered and announced their arrival.

"Director sir, I have Lord Black and Lord Peverell Potter, outside. They say that you have an appointment with them."

The director looked up from the files of Both Black and Peverell Potter. "Very good Basher. Escort them in and please bring us some light refreshment. We are also waiting on Lady Malfoy, so when she enters bring her straight here. Is that understood?"

The small goblin nodded and opened both doors, escorting the two Lords towards the directors desk. Once they were seated he hurried out of the office, closing the doors behind him.

The director looked across his desk at the two Lords. He knew that these two held the biggest accounts in his bank and intended to address them as such.

"My Lords. I welcome you. Now I understand that you Lord Black wish to transfer your title over to Lord Peverell Potter due to you not being able to produce an heir. Is that correct?"

Sirius and Harry nodded. Just as the director was about to continue. There was a knock at the door. The same goblin, who had escorted Harry and Sirius, stood in the frame of the door.

"I do beg your pardon sir, but I have Lady Malfoy here. Shall I let her in?"

The director waved his hand and levitated another chair beside the two Lords. "Please Basher, escort her in."

Harry watched the goblin escort the eloquent young woman in to the room. The last time he had seen Narcissa was just before Voldemort had fired the killing curse in the forest. He had been warned by Sirius to hold his tongue. As anyone with the last name Malfoy was a dead person walking to him. Harry watched Sirius stand and embraced his cousin. He could see the tears of joy in the blondes eyes. Harry sneered and turned back to the director, ignoring the little reunion.

The director noticed the body language of the young Lord. Clearly he was not thrilled to see Lady Malfoy. He gave a little cough to get everyone's attention. Once they were all sat down again the director continued.

"Welcome Lady Malfoy. Glad you could join us. Now, before you arrived, I was just making sure if Lord Black wished to hand his title over to Lord Peverell Potter, as I received the request a few days ago. It seems that his Lordship can no longer keep the title as he is infertile and can not produce an heir which is required by the head of the Black family. Has Lord Peverell Potter, is his God son. He made him his direct heir, if for any reason he could not perform his duties as head. I also understand that you lady Malfoy wish to ask his Lordship to cancel your marriage to one Lucius Malfoy."

Narcissa nodded. "I do your grace. For years I have suffered at the cruel hands of that bastard. Once Draco was born, I was paraded around as some trophy wife, but behind closed doors, I was whipped and beaten. It was only when Madam Bones released me from my bonds did I think of speaking to my cousin so that he could annul my marriage towards the sick bastard."

Harry listened to everything Narcissa was saying. He was beginning to kick himself for thinking ill of her. It seemed she had been contracted and abused in her marriage. Harry was Glad that Lucius was in chains, and hopefully if he could swing it, would be taking a trip through the veil along with the rest of Tommy's Lover boys. Harry was wondering if Narcissa had known about her husband's scheme to feed Pansy loyalty potions.

Sirius smiled at his cousin. He knew that she had been forced into marrying the blonde ponce and hated it, however, that was how things were done in a pure-blood family. Sirius himself was contracted to marry, however, the contract ended up being voided when she had died in the first war. Although it had been a contracted marriage. Sirius had loved her.

The director pulled out several pieces of parchment and placed them in front of Sirius. Just as he was about to sign the annulment, Harry stopped him.

"Hang on Sirius. I want to ask Narcissa a question first."

Sirius was shocked at being stopped by his God son, but decided to allow him to ask anyway. He could also see the confusion on Narcissa's face. He waited to see what his God son was going to ask.

"Lady Malfoy. Recently, I have been made aware that your son's betrothed Miss Parkinson was under the influence of a loyalty potion that was keyed to him, your husband and Lord Parkinson. My question is were you aware of this? And if you hated your husband so much why allow it?"

Narcissa was shocked at the question that had been asked by the young Lord. In fact, she was terrified that he knew about the loyalty potion. Since she was a potions mistress Lucius had forced her to brew the stuff, and threatened her with punishment if she ever told anyone. She turned to the young Lord and looked into those neon green eyes. She felt a chill run down her back while staring at them.

"My Lord. Yes I was aware. I was ordered by my Husband to brew the stuff. However, he threatened me with harm if I ever told anyone."

Harry nodded. He was happy that she had not done it of her own free will. After all, if he was going to take charge of the Black family then he wanted honesty and respect from his house members. Harry turned back to Sirius and gestured for him to continue.

Sirius signed the paper. As soon as the papers had been signed. Harry and Sirius watched Narcissa marriage ring vanish. She was finally free and a Black once again. Sirius then signed papers reinstating his other cousin Andromeda and her family back into the Black family. He also signed another annulment, ending the marriage of his insane cousin Bellatrix. Finally, he signed the papers stating that he was no longer Lord Black and that the title was to be passed on to Harry. Once the paper work had been signed it vanished. Sirius watched as his family ring vanished from his finger and appeared on one of his Godson's fingers.

The director grinned and turned to Harry. "My Lord I congratulate you on your ascension to the head of the most noble and Ancient house of Black. I also wish to discuss with you about the items you listed in your letter, once this meeting is over."

Harry nodded then turned to Narcissa. Miss Black, what do you want to do? I could arrange you to be employed at Hogwarts, so that you could share the duty of potions with my other God father Severus Snape. I feel that splitting the years in half would benefit both of you, as you can teach all those from year 1-4 and Severus can teach from 5-7. Within the walls of Hogwarts you would be safe, and come the summer I am sure we can make arrangements for you to stay in one of the Blacks homes. Is that ok with you Sirius?"

Sirius grinned and turned to his cousin. "Cissy I think that its a great idea, as Harry is heir to the four founders he is recognized as Lord Hogwarts and has the final say in all school matters. Not only will it keep you safe, but will be an outlet for you instead of you sitting around an empty house all day.

Narcissa sat quietly and thought about the proposal. She would be safe and she would be earning her own galleons instead of sitting around doing nothing. The fact that her bastard of a son was in a holding cell in the Ministry with his father made her smile even more. Finally, she turned around and faced Harry.

"I would be honoured to accept the position Mi Lord".

Harry nodded. "Sirius, could you see that Narcissa gets to Hogwarts and settled in to one of the spare professor's suites. I just need a quick word with the director."

Sirius nodded and led Narcissa out of the office and back to Hogwarts. Once the door had closed the Director turned and looked at the young Lord.

"Mi Lord, we have retrieved the cup from the Lestranges' vault. It seems you were correct with it being a Horcruxes. One of our curse breakers was able to remove the soul piece from the artefact. I have it here intended on giving to you as you are the heir of the founders. Also, I have sent a scout team looking for the ring. The locket is still alluding us though."

Harry grinned, "The locket won't be a problem. Kreacher!"

A soft pop revealed a scruffy looking house elf, dressed in a dirty rotten pillowcase. It looked at Harry and his eyes widened when he saw the Black ring.

"Nasty little half-blood, staining Kreacher's mistress house, Oh what will poor mistress say"

Harry's eyes glowed green, "Kreacher, you will shut up and bring me the locket you have hidden in your cupboard at the Black ancestral home."

Kreacher's eyes widened again, "Nasty half-blood knows about master Regulas's locket. Kreacher has tried to destroy it like his master ordered but he couldn't do it. Kreacher will get Nasty half-blood the locket."

There was a soft pop and Kreacher vanished only to appear again, holding the locket in his hand. Harry used his wand to levitate the locket onto the director's desk. He could feel the tainted magic from where he was sitting.

The director narrowed his eyes at the cursed object. He then removed a lead box from his desk and placed the locket inside. He turned back to the young Lord. "I will have our curse breaker remove the soul piece immediately. As I was saying, my scouts have located the ring at the old Gaunt home. However, they are having problems taking down the charms and wards that have been placed around it. As for his snake, I understand you will take care of that one."

Harry nodded. He then dismissed Kreacher. "The snake will be taken care of, if you can get hold of the ring then please feel free to take half of the Slytherin vault as payment for this service."

The director grinned. That was 5 million galleons the young Lord was offering. He was very happy to provide the service. "Mi Lord, it will be done. Once we have the item we will remove the soul and hand the item back to you. Now, here is Hufflepuff's cup. Is there anything else I can do for you?"

Harry grinned, "Actually there is one thing. I wish to add one Astoria Lynn Greengrass to the Black vault as she is my future Lady Black."

The director was surprised at this. The young Lord was already married to the eldest daughter, now he was talking about marrying the youngest daughter of the Greengrass House. "Mi Lord it will be done."

Harry stood and bowed to the director before taking the cup and leaving the office. He walked out of the building and faded back to Hogwarts. As soon as he got through the gates he could feel the wards welcoming him back. He realized that he was just in time for dinner. Using his hands to change his formal robes into his school robes. He walked into the great hall. He looked up to the head table just to see Minerva stand

"Students, I would like you to welcome a new member of the staff. Professor Black as agreed to take up the teaching of potions from years 1-4. All OWLS and NEWTS classes will be taken by professor Snape. Now, please enjoy the feast."

Harry sat down between his wives. He was glad that he was finally home.

Ministry of Magic

Harry and his Ladies flooed into the Ministry entrance. They were not alone as a hooded figure was walking alongside them. Harry was dressed in his Wizengamot robes, on one shoulder the Black crest gleamed, on his other shoulder the Peverell crest, and on his chest was the crest of the Potter Family.

Daphne was outfitted in similar robes, however, over her breast she had the Peverell Coat of arms gleaming. Hermione also had her house robes on. The one that was surprising was Astoria. She had also been outfitted in formal robes. As the future Lady black, the crest was on her left shoulder. The hooded figure with them, just wore a plain black hooded cloak.

Harry and his Ladies were here because they had heard from Amelia Bones that they were starting the trials today. Harry had sent a letter requesting that Lord Greengrass represent the prosecution for all the trials, he had sent four different pieces of parchment, each with a set of questions for the accused. They waited in line for their wands to be weighed so they could make their way to the court room. The first trial was to be held at 10am, for Draco Malfoy. They had decided to leave Dumbledore's trial until the end since they wanted full media coverage. Harry placed his wand on the scale and watched amused as the guard on duty almost fell out of his chair. The guard stood up straight

"Lord Peverell-Black-Potter. Please wait here as Madame Bones as asked that you and your three Ladies be escorted to the court room. I understand arrangements have been made for your hooded friend to be with you as well."

Harry watched two aurors appear, flanking him and his ladies. Harry held his head high, as he had been taught by his wife and her father. The group made their way to courtroom ten. They walked into the chamber and saw all the Wizengamot seats were filled. Harry nodded to his God father and took his place in the box, specially created for all Heirs. He looked down onto the chamber floor and saw Lord Greengrass sitting behind the desk for the prosecution. He then looked over to the defence. He growled when he saw who was representing Draco. It was the pink toad herself. Harry then looked towards the bench and saw Amelia stand up.

"Bring the accused in"

Harry looked over and saw the set of doors suddenly opened with Draco being flanked by two auror's. Harry watched as they placed Draco in the chair that he himself had sat in for a trial of under-age magic. The chain came to life, binding Draco to the chair. Harry turned his attention back to Madam Bones and saw the fire in her eyes. He knew she wasn't going to allow Draco to get off lightly.

"Auror's, please give the accused the truth serum".

Draco tried to resist, but ended up having his nose held so that the liquid could be poured down his throat. The room waited until his eyes turned all glazed.

"Lord Greengrass, as Prosecution you have the first shot at questioning the accused."

Clyde stood and bowed, "Thank you your honour, in this trial, I will not only prove that Draco Malfoy is a rapist, but that he is a danger to our very world. New evidence as recently been brought forward as well and I ask Madam Bones that these questions may be asked. As they will tie in with his father trial as well."

Amelia took the sheet of parchment and read the questions. By the time she had finished, her eyes were flashing. "Lord Greengrass, I give you permission to ask these questions. Please begin."

Clyde bowed again. "Thank you your honour". Lord Greengrass then walked toward the blonde now chained in the chair, still with a vacant expression on his face.

"Mr Malfoy, you have already been questioned under truth serum, so I will just ask a few questions, As you have already admitted to your guilt. "Why did you attempt to rape my youngest daughter on the date of 4th September 1991?"

"I wanted Daphne Greengrass, however, she had been tainted by the half-blood and his mud-blood whore. So I decided if I could not have the eldest Greengrass daughter, then I would have the youngest instead."

Lord Greengrass was doing his absolute best to keep his anger in check. Deep down, he felt like killing the little shit, but decided to act professionally.

"Once you had carried out this awful act, then what would you have done?"

"I would have oblivated her, then raped her again and again when ever I had a chance to."

The gasps in the chamber could be heard a mile away. Half the public in the gallery were shouting for the blonde pounce to be castrated. Lord Greengrass wasn't far behind them.

"Tell me, Mr. Malfoy, have you raped other girls at Hogwarts?"

"Yes, several second years, however, they were not satisfying enough, so I raped a few third year girls as well. Once I was done I oblivated them so that they wouldn't know any different."

"Thank you for answering my questions, Oh just a few more, Did you knowingly feed your betrothed Miss Parkinson Loyalty Potions while she was at Hogwarts?"

The Wizengamot was shocked at this question, especially one Lord who was shuffling uncomfortably in his chair.

"Yes. I was told by my father and Lord Parkinson that I was to force it down her throat if I had too. As she had to remain loyal to the three of us."

The whole Wizengamot turned to Lord Parkinson, who was now purple in the face. How had they discovered what he had been doing to his daughter, he knew he had to get out of here being that it was illegal to feed a loyalty potion to a minor, especially when it involved keeping a marriage contract together.

Lord Greengrass was enjoying the look on Lord Parkinson's face, and decided to add salt to the wound.

"Mr Malfoy, why was Miss Parkinson fed loyalty potions in the first place?"

"She was forced fed it, since she did not believe in the pure-blood ways. A marriage contract was signed in blood between my father and her father. When she found out about it she went crazy. So to keep her under control, my father ordered my mother to brew the potion to keep her loyal to all three of us."

Amelia had heard enough. "Auror's, arrest Lord Parkinson. We will question him afterwards on this matter. Lord Greengrass, do you have any more questions for the accused?"

Clyde shook his head, "No your grace."

Amelia then turned to the defence desk, "Do you Madam Umbridge wish to ask any questions?"

Umbridge sat in her chair, stone faced. The stupid boy had signed his own death sentence. She stood up, "No your grace."

Amelia banged the gavel and said, "Very well. Members of the Wizengamot, you yourselves have heard what this filth has done. It is now time for you to vote on whether the accused is innocent or guilty. You will find in front of you a box with two wand holes. One labelled guilty, the other innocent. Please place the tip of your wand in the correct hole now."

Harry and the rest of the chamber waited patiently for the voting to end. Harry then watched Amelia stand, "Mr Draco Malfoy. We the Wizengamot find you guilty on all charges. From here you will be taken to Azkaban where you will spend the next 20 years thinking about all that you have done."

Amelia was about to bang the gavel when Harry stood up, "Your grace, as Heir to the family who founded the Ministry of magic. I wish to use my power to over turn your decision. It is clear that Mr Malfoy will not learn in Azkaban as it is clear all those who are sent there commit the same acts over and over again the moment they are released. I would also like to point out that Miss Parkinson is now trapped in a contract signed in blood, due to being induced with loyalty potion from the accused. The only way to release someone from that type of contract is if one of the parties dies. Therefore, I see it fit that as Lord Peverell I demand that Draco is sent through the veil of death for his crimes that he has been charged with today and to free Miss Parkinson from the contract she now finds herself in."

Lord Parkinson shouted, "How do you know that my daughter doesn't want this. I for one feel it is her choice in the matter."

Harry grinned, "Your right Lord Parkinson, it is her choice, In fact, why don't we see what she says. Miss Parkinson, if you would like to remove your hood?"

Pansy stood up and pulled her hood down. "You are not my father, from this day forward, I denounce the name Parkinson and revert back to my mother's true name Alligan. I do not wish to marry Draco. If the only way for me to be released from this blasted contract is for one of us to die then I certainly will shed no tears, watching that thing walk through the veil. I support Lord Peverell 100% in this matter."

Lord Parkinson couldn't believe it. His daughter was free from his control, in anger, he withdrew his wand and pointed it straight at his daughter "Avada kadavra".

The sickly green beam shot towards Pansy. Harry, seeing Lord Parkinson raise his wand, prepared for the worse. He quickly used his wand-less magic and conjured a mirror in front of Pansy. The green beam it the mirror and rebounded back to Lord Parkinson at twice the speed. Lord Parkinson had no time to react as his own curse hit him squarely in the chest.

Draco sat still chained in the chair. He had just seen his suppose future father-in-law killed by his own curse. Dreading the worst, he tried to fight his way out of the chains that now bound him. Finally, he gave up and accepted that he wouldn't live to see the rest of the day.

Once the body of Lord Parkinson had been removed from the chamber, Amelia stood. "Lord Peverell, in normal circumstances you would be held in contempt for interrupting a sentencing. However, as you are the heir to the family who founded the Ministry. I have no choice but to grant your demands. Mr Malfoy, due to the Lord Peverell's intervention, you are hereby sentenced to death by being thrown through the veil. May God have mercy on your soul. Auror's, escort young Mr Malfoy down to the veil room and see that his sentencing is carried out immediately. Lord Peverell, you are allowed to attend his execution as it was by your word that he is to be sentenced to death."

Harry grinned. He was going to enjoy this. He left the chamber and followed the two auror's now flanking Draco. They got into a lift and descended to the lowest floor of the Ministry. They walked down the long corridor that Harry had seen so long ago through the eyes of Nagini. They stopped in front of the door that opened into a huge chamber with the veil centered in the middle. Harry could hear the echo coming from the veil, just like he had heard in his fifth year. The closer they got to the veil, the faster the images and memories flashed in front of his eyes. He saw Hermione being hit by the purple flame curse. He watched as Ron was nearly strangled from the tentacles by the brain things. Finally, he saw the moment Bellatrix had fired the curse at Sirius that had sent him through the veil. Harry was shook from his memories by one of the auror's speaking.

"Lord Peverell, we are about to send Draco Malfoy through the veil. Do you have any final words?"

Harry walked up to Draco and sneered, "I warned you the first day not to fuck with me and now, you will pay the price. The name Malfoy dies today,, since you won't be alone for very long Draco. Your father will soon follow."

with those final words Harry pointed his wand at Draco and levitated him through the veil. All Harry heard before silence was "Wait till my father hears about this."

Harry took one last look at the veil before being escorted out of the room. He knew it wouldn't be long before he returned to put Lucius and Dawlish through. Harry swore that anyone found with his mark would be questioned under truth serum, then walked through the veil. There was no way Harry was going to allow Tommy boy to assemble support. Not this time.

Ministry Of Magic (Court room 10)

Harry made it back in the chamber just in time to hear Amelia call out, "Auror's please escort the accused in."

Harry grinned as Lucius and Dawlish were dragged into the two chairs that were in front of the bench. Again, the chains came to life imprisoning both into their respective chairs. Lucius sneered at the bench, however, as soon as his eyes focused on Amelia. His face changed to one of fright.

"Lord Lucius Malfoy, you are charged with the murder of one Peter Patrick Pettigrew, and you are charged with being a member of an illegal organisation, raping and abusing several girls under their majority. And the man slaughter of one Miss Rogers who was found chained and dead in the dungeons of your manor, How do you plead."

Many of the gallery had thrown up as Lucius's crimes were listed, even Harry and his ladies were turning green. They waited with baited breath for Lucius's plea.

"Not guilty!" He shouted.

Amelia wrote down his plea on some parchment in front of her. "So noted Lord Malfoy. Now Matthew Dawlish. You are charged with assisting in the murder of one Peter Patrick Pettigrew, and you are also charged with being part of an illegal organisation. How do you plea?"

Dawlish gulped. He knew that what ever he said wouldn't make a difference. As they would be fed truth serum to confirm it. "Guilty your grace."

This shocked several people in the gallery, not to mention Lord Malfoy who was beside him.

Amelia again jotted down the plea. "So noted. Lord Malfoy you will be questioned first. Auror please pour the truth serum down his throat."

Lucius screamed out, "As a pure-blood Lord I refuse to take the serum, under Ministry degree 66. Any pure-blood Lord may refuse questioning under truth serum."

Harry looked at Daphne. He had never heard of such a decree. No wonder no one was caught in the first war. Well, he was going to put a stop to that. Harry stood and grabbed the chambers attention once again.

"As heir to the family who founded the Ministry, I revoke your right to use that decree, and from this day forward. That decree will no longer be used as an excuse so others like you can not escape justice."

The Wizengamot erupted at what the young Lord had done. Many of the Lords on the Wizengamot who carried the dark mark were extremely worried by this turn of events. That decree had been forced through so that they could get away with doing things to all muggle and muggle-borns. Many of them realised their time was up. Amelia banged her gavel.

"Lord Malfoy, you have heard from the founder heir of this Ministry. His word is law. Auror's pour the serum down his throat."

Lucius tried to resist but found his nose being held so that he was forced to open his mouth. The auror, who was a muggle-born himself, poured the entire contents of the vial for good measure. Lucius's eyes glazed over as the potion took effect.

Amelia grinned, "Lord Greengrass, you have the floor"

Clyde removed himself from behind the desk. He was going to enjoy this. Harry had added a few questions that he himself knew would send shock waves through the government.

"Lord Malfoy, what is your full name?"

Lucius gritted his teeth. He hated his middle name but due to the serum he couldn't lie "Lord Lucius Theodore Malfoy."

A few that were in the gallery cracked up at the all powerful Lords middle name. Clyde himself was trying to keep a straight face.

"When were you born?"

Lucius again replied without pausing, "12th March 1956"

"Did you murder one Peter Patrick Pettigrew in his holding cell here in the Ministry"

"Yes. He had to be silenced before he was placed on trial."

"Tell us, Lord Malfoy, are you a member of the group known as death eater?"

"I am his Lord's right hand and leader of his inner circle."

"Inner circle you say. Just who else is in this inner circle with you?"

Lucius gritted his teeth again. He was about to betray his fellow Lords and there was nothing he could do to stop it.

"Lord Parkinson, Lord Avery, Lord Rockwood, Lord Macnair, Lord Dolohov, Lord Goyle, Lord Crabb, Bellatrix Lestrange, Rodolphus Lestrange, Rabastan Lestrange."

After Lucius had given the names, all hell broke loose. The Lords who were sitting on the Wizengamot, whose names had been mentioned, all withdrew their wands, ready to defend themselves. Harry watched on, amused, from the Heir section of the gallery. He stood and raised the elder wand, "Expelliarmus Maximus!"

The wave that shot out of the elder wand hit every single Lord who had their wands drawn, disarming them in a instant. Amelia banged the gavel, "Order, Order. Lord Peverell. As founder of this Ministry I am asking for your council on this matter."

Harry pointed his wand at every single one of the Lords and froze them in place. "With all due respect your grace. After a few more questions are asked. I believe that won't be a problem to deal with. Lord Greengrass ask him the question."

Clyde grinned then turned back to Lucius. "Lord Malfoy, can someone be under the imperio curse, when taking their dark mark?"

The chamber fell silent once again. Everyone knew this excuse had been used in all the supposed death eater trials at the end of the first war. Now, everyone was about to find out if it was fact or fiction.

Lucius Knew his next answer would be his last. He himself had used the excuse to escape Azkaban the first time he was tried.

"No, The one taking the mark has to be in control of his or her own body, since you have to want the mark to receive it."

Clyde moved on to the question he was dreading. "What must you do to earn his mark?"

Lucius tried to resist, but the truth serum was still in effect. "You have to rape One muggle, One muggle-born, One half-blood and one child. Afterwards, you have to kill each one. All this must be done in front of his Lord."

Again, the chamber erupted in out cry. Amelia banged her gavel. She herself was feeling sick, listening to what those who took his mark had to do. She looked over to Harry and saw his eyes glowing.

Lord Greengrass carried on with the questioning. "I assume that's what the men have to do, what about the women. How do they earn their mark?"

Lucius looked up, trying to fight the serum, but it was too much. "They must service that inner circle and his Lordship, sexually. Again all the acts are performed in front of his Lordship."

Amelia was fighting to keep herself from throwing up. She again looked over to the young lord.

"Lord Peverell, again I ask you. What is your punishment to those who carry his mark?"

Harry stood. His magic whipped around him, he knew it was bad, but he didn't know it was that bad. Getting his magic back under control. He shouted, "I, Lord Peverell, Hereby order the following decree into effect immediately. Anyone carrying his mark will be sentenced to death, with out trial. By being walked through the veil of death!"

Amelia looked at the young Lord. He had really done it this time. "Very well Lord Peverell. Auror's, remove all the Lords listed and walk them through the veil immediately. Lord Malfoy and Matthew Dawlish you will also follow as you both clearly claimed his mark. Lord Peverell, I wish for you to be present once again to make sure their sentence is carried out,"

Veil of Death Chamber

Harry stood on the platform with the veil just behind him. A queue of Lords stood in front of him in single file, waiting for their sentence to be carried out. Harry paced the stage "Every one of you are a follower of the Dark lord known as Voldemort, however I wonder if you all know exactly what you have been bowing too. Lord Voldemort was a half-blood. His real name was Tom Marvalo Riddle, If you don't believe me. Then allow me to show you.."

"You Lie Potter!"

Harry grinned, "Ah Bellatrix, so glad you could make it. I am not just Potter, but your head of house as well. So Bellatrix Black, you will shut up and listen!"

Bellatrix tried to reply but found herself unable to talk due to the Black family magic taking effect.

Harry turned back to the crowd. "Now where was I, ah yes."

Harry removed his wand, and like before it wrote Tom Marvolo Riddle in mid air. He then waved his hand and watched as the letters rearranged themselves into I AM LORD VOLDEMORT.

"You see, your faith in a figure you believed to be of pure-blood was in fact a half-blood. A half-blood who you believed was so powerful, and yet, he was defeated by a child of just one years of age. Your lifes have been forfeited for your crimes you performed for this so called mighty Dark Lord. May God have mercy on your souls, but I very much doubt that."

"My son will avenge me Potter!"

Harry smiled again, "Lucius your son is already dead. He was sent through the veil earlier today. Your marriage no longer exists, so you are the last in your line. Today, the name Malfoy will no longer cause fear in our world, as it is destroyed by my very word. auror, send this filth through the veil"

The Auror's were shocked at the powerful speech the young Lord had preformed. They grabbed the accused by the arms and tossed them through the veil one at a time. Finally, Lucius was last to be given the sentence of death.

"You think you have won Potter. But the Dark Lord will rise again, and avenge all of us."

Harry moved to Lucius ear and whispered. "You know how he survived Lucius. He created horcruxes, one which you handed to me on a silver platter in my second year. Care to take a guess what it was?"

Lucius face paled, "The diary"

Harry grinned, "Correct. In total your so called all mighty Dark Lord made six, of the things. At present one remains, his dirty great snake, which I will take care of soon. Then once I kill it. He will be mortal, You know the best thing about it all. You can't do a damn thing to stop me, as your about to meet your maker. Good bye Lord Malfoy."

Lucius screamed as Harry shoved him through the veil. He turned and made his robes billow like his Godfather. He stormed out of the chamber with one thought in mind

"Your next Dumbledore."
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