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Millennium	By : twincrab21 Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male Views: 9142 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
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Chapter 4: Umbridge
'Thoughts'
"Talking"
[Creature Talk]
"Memories"
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May 5^th, 1998
Harry slowly wakes up to the sound of hissing. He opened his eyes to the sight of a black snake staring at him from on top of the bed sheet. Harry let out a startled meep and scrambles back before suddenly remembering the past few day and his familiars.
“[Hello.]” Harry said to them.
“[I am hungry. Feed me.]” Akili hisses.
Harry nods to agree to feed her but was confused on what to give her. Then, he thought to call Dobby to see if he would know. “Dobby.” Harry called.
Suddenly, Dobby popped in and bowed low, “How can Dobby serves Master Harry Potter.”
“Dobby you know you don’t have to be so formal with me.” Harry reminded the creature.
“I would never wants to seem like I’s was disrespectful to Master Harry Potter. But I’s will tries to follow Master Harry Potter’s instructions. So, what has Master wanting of Dobby.”
“Oh, right.” Harry remembered. “Dobby do you know what to feed Akili? I forgot to read the book from Slytherin about caring for her.” Harry said contritely.
“Of course, Dobbys knows what to feed Master Harry Potter’s pet.” Dobby snapped his fingers. Harry looked around for the food to appear, but he didn’t see anything. Dobby noticed Harry’s confusion and asked. “Does Master Harry Potter wants Dobby to feed his familiar in the bedroom?”
Harry realized Dobby’s logic and quickly replied, “No, you can just tell me where you put the food and I can direct her to it.”
“Dobby be putting the foods in the dining room in boxes for familiar.” Dobby stated.
“Thank you, Dobby. Also, after I feed her could you bring breakfast for me.” Harry said.
“Sure, Master Harry Potter.” Dobby then popped back to the Hogwarts’ kitchen.
Harry held out his arm for Akili to climb. He walked into the living room and proceeded to the attached kitchen with a breakfast nook. Harry noticed that his familiar perked up as he neared the kitchen table covered with a box.
Harry opened box to see three (thankfully) dead mice. Akili slithered down Harry’s arm and headed toward the box.
Suddenly Harry could hear, “Have you read the book about basilisk from my vault?” Slytherin asked.
“I haven’t yet.” Harry said sheepishly. Slytherin gave Harry a reproachful look.
“Oh, don’t bother the dear. It has only been days since Harry found out about us and his familiar hatched.” Helga scolded Slytherin then turned to Harry. “I hope you are not feeling too overwhelmed Harry.” Helga worriedly inquired.
“I guess I haven’t had the time to process everything. I only finished defeating Voldemort days ago and there haven’t even been funerals planned for everyone that died.” Harry said, slowly feeling inordinate weight of having to plan his friends’ funerals since their family members were probably also dead or not yet know they are dead.
“Oh, now look what you did.” Helga reprimanded Slytherin.
Slytherin looked indignant and said to Helga, “It was just one question.” Slytherin turned to Harry. “What do you have planned for the school; the students will probably not be able to finish or even graduate this school.”
“Yeah, with the Carrows terrorizing most the students during most of the year, peoples’ general fear of not making it through the war, and the Final Battle happening just recently will make almost all the students have to repeat a year.” Harry reflected.
“It is unfortunate but probably necessary. I just hope that the students and their families will feel safe enough to have them come back to Hogwarts.” Helga said with a troubled expression.
“Hopefully now that the war is over people will feel safer to resume with lives before the war.” Harry agreed.
Suddenly Harry felt an intruding presence. Startled Harry said. “What is that!”
Seemingly feeling the same presence, Helga said. “You are feeling the Hogwarts’ wards rejecting someone trying to intrude on the school’s property.”
Resigned, Harry said. “Let’s see who it is.” And started walking out of his room.
Helga stopped Harry and said. “Wait it will be faster for you to apparate to where they are.”
“I didn’t know I could do that.” Harry said confused. “Wait, but how will I know where to go?”
Slytherin spoke up. “You just need to focus on the feeling and trust Hogwarts to guide you.”
Harry closed his eyes and concentrated on the strange feeling and apparated. Harry opened his eyes and instantly groaned from exasperation. “What are you doing here.” He said to the group standing on the edge of Hogwarts’ property.
An instantly grating high-pitched voice said. “I am trying to get into Hogwarts, so I can see the damage that will need to be fixed before I reopen for the next school year.”
“I told Fudge that I would never allow you to be Headmistress of this school as long as I live.” Harry said sternly.
“Well Minister Fudge assigned me as Hogwarts’ Headmistress until further notice.” Umbridge harrumphed.
“I don’t care what that fool said, you can crawl back to whatever hole you came from because you will never again step foot in Hogwarts. After what you did you should be in Azkaban. I am the heir to Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw, Gryffindor, and Slytherin and I can control who is approved as the future headmaster or headmistress. Until further notice, I will be acting as Headmaster until I find an appropriate replacement.” Harry said severely.
Umbridge sputtered and the aurors surrounding her shifted uneasily, not wanting to contradict the Boy-Who-Lived. Umbridge stamped her foot. “You cannot do that. The Minister has the power to decide Headmaster Snape’s replacement, even if I was to believe you are all the founders’ heir.”
“We will see. Even if you are able to be Headmistress in name I would like to see Hogwarts even accept you for the position.” Harry said smugly.
Umbridge sputtered. “You can’t stop me. I will show you.” She started to walk toward Hogwarts’ entrance. Suddenly, Umbridge was stopped and struggled to move closer to the stairs.
The aurors looked confused and started slowly walking toward the entrance. As they approached the stairs they looked surprised that they could go up the staircase and reached the door. Umbridge looked stupefied too since she still could not move further.
“What have you done?” Umbridge screeched.
Harry and some aurors winced from the sudden, loud noise. “I already told you daft woman. I can control who is allowed into Hogwarts.” Harry reiterated.
Umbridge stomped her feet and said. “You may be the Boy-Who-Lived but Minister Fudge will correct this situation and I will be Headmistress and I will control Hogwarts.” Umbridge apparated back to the Ministry of Magic. The aurors looked at each other and then followed Umbridge lead.
Harry signed and heard Helga say. “I hate that despicable woman and if I never see that woman again it would still be a day to soon.” Slytherin and Harry nodded their heads in agreement and they all walked back to Harry’s rooms.
As they were walking back, Harry started to wonder why nobody seems to see the founders. So Harry asked Helga and Slytherin that question.
“Only people who are descendants can see us easily.” Slytherin explained.
Harry interrupted, “But how come I have never seen you all before. Also, there are probably many people that are descendants to you.”
Slytherin gave Harry a long-suffering look. “If you didn’t interrupt me…” Harry looked sheepish. “Though our descendants can see us easier than others, we still decide on whether or not we show ourselves to people. Some of our descendants would happily use our knowledge for their gain.” Harry instantly was reminded of Voldemort and his exploitation of people.
When the group reached Harry’s rooms, Kei swiftly opened and Slytherin and Helga wished Harry a good afternoon. Harry responded in kind and watched the two float down the hallway until they disappeared.
Harry entered his bedroom and Akili slithered up to Harry. “[Ssstay ssstill ssso I can climb you.]” Harry obliged and crouched down so that Akili could reach his arm. She moved up his arm and finally came to rest on his shoulders. “[Ssso warm].” She said and snuggled closer to Harry. Harry chuckled and went to explore his rooms further.
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A few days later during breakfast, Harry heard a pop and turned to see Dobby holding an envelope.
Confused, Harry accepted the envelope. “Thank you, Dobby, though where did you get this.” Harry said turning it over and seeing how official it looked.
“Dobby gots Master Harry Potter’s letter from mean-looking owl.” Dobby answered and disappeared.
Harry opened the letter and saw it said,

Dear Lord Potter,
Headmistress Umbridge has informed me that you somehow prevented her from working to rebuild Hogwarts to its former glory. You must cease and desist this nonsense at once or you will be arrested and tried for the disruption of Ministry order.
Regards,
Minister of Magic Cornelius Fudge

The letter instantly burned up. Harry shook with anger from Fudge’s incompetence and him not heeding Harry’s warnings even after the proof of Umbridge not being able to enter Hogwarts. Harry apparated outside of the Ministry of Magic. Harry stepped inside the payphone and quickly pressed 6-2-4-4-2.
“State your name and business for being at the Ministry of Magic.” Droned a bored voice.
“Harry Potter and visiting the Minister of Magic.” Harry said tersely. A badge popped out of thin air, Harry caught it and pinned it on himself.
“Here is your pass and have a good day.” The voice droned.
Harry felt the booth descend into the ground heading to the main floors. The doors open and Harry stepped into the lobby and instantly some people stopped to stare at him. He didn’t pay attention to them and quickly strode toward another elevator. Harry pressed 1 and the doors closed. He felt it descend to where the Minister’s Office was located. The door opened and Harry stepped out into another floor full of a flurry of activity. Some people seemed to notice him and started to whisper. Harry made his way to a familiar blond secretary reading the Prophet.
Lucille glanced up at Harry’s rapidly approaching figure. “How-how can I help you today Lord Potter?” She asked.
Harry briefly stopped and said. “I am here to see Fudge. It is very urgent.”
“O-of course.” She said. Harry continued his path to the Minister’s office. “Wait, Minister Fudge is busy.”
Harry continued walking down the hallway and slammed the door open. He tepped through the door and saw the Minister behind a dark cherry desk that overflowed with papers.
Harry saw the surprise on the Minister’s face. “Lord Potter, wh-what are you doing here?”
“Fudge, let me cut to the chase. I have told you that I will never allow Umbridge to become headmistress of Hogwarts. Right now she cannot even get into Hogwarts.” Harry said.
“Headmistress Umbridge has told me the situation and our aurors will be investigating this incident.” Minister Fudge said sternly.
“I don’t know how many times I need to tell you and your people. I oversee Hogwarts right now unless you can appoint a more competent and reliable individual.” Harry insisted. “Until that happens I will continue to be the sole decision maker in helping rebuild Hogwarts.”
“Y-you can’t decide that. Just you wait, the aurors will find a way to usurp your control and get the right people in charge of Hogwarts.” Minister Fudge said.
Harry couldn’t believe his stubbornness and apparated back to Hogwarts to the founders greeting him at the gates.
Harry was frustrated. “I don’t know why Fudge keeps ignoring what I am saying. Even when Umbridge was prevented from entering Hogwarts, Fudge is still in denial.” Harry vented.
“He does seem to be extra thick headed.” Ravenclaw agreed.
Gryffindor sighed. “He seems to not want to listen to what you have said to him even after you tell him that his schemes will not work.”
Harry agreed with them both and said. “I would be fine with him picking a new person to head Hogwarts if they were a good fit.” Harry felt frustrated that Fudge would not pick a different and more appropriate choice. Harry’s frustration continued until the next day where he hit his breaking point.
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Sorry about such a long wait. Life just gets crazy and years seem to fly by. I still promise to finish this and hopefully I will not take as long to update. Also, if this story seems to be in rough shape it is because this is the first fanfic I have written so please be kind. And as I was thinking about the storyline I decided I will be making changes that I hope will only improve the story.
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