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The Slytherin Prince	By : Sablesilverrain Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Tom Views: 33958 -:- Recommendations : 6 -:- Currently Reading : 7
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Amelia Bones and Kingsley Shacklebolt, accompanied by a glamoured Marcus, marched into the Hog's Head.

Marcus saw Dumbledore eating, a woman superimposed over his visage—a different one than he had been using last time.

He pointed him out, and Amelia gave him a sceptical look. Marcus sighed. “It’s definitely him. I don’t need to be involved with this part, so I’m ordering a drink and going off the clock now.” He whispered, then walked up to the bar.

Amelia and Kingsley stepped up to the man.

“Albus Dumbledore, you are under arrest.” Amelia said firmly.

He looked up, shocked. “For what?!” He asked, not even trying to hide his identity.

Amelia looked around at the semi-crowded bar. “Do you really want me to list all the charges right here and now?” She asked. “We could do this somewhere more private, if you'd like.” She offered, hoping for his sake he would take it.

“I deserve to know why!” He shouted, standing.

Kingsley grabbed his hands and snapped the magic-suppressing cuffs on him, and they sealed shut around his wrists.

“Fine, if you insist. Your charges are: two counts of use of the Imperius curse, three counts of use of Avada Kedavra, murder of a Lord, Lady and Heir of a Most Ancient and Most Noble House, two counts of kidnapping, breaching the Statute of Secrecy, assault on a Muggle—”

Dumbledore paled as she began and called out: “Stop!” Cutting off the list. “I’d prefer to hear the rest of these false accusations in private, please.” He told her.

Amelia nodded, rolling up the scroll she had been reading them from. “Good choice. Let’s go.” She said, and Kingsley held fast to the man as they left the bar and took a Portkey to a ministry holding cell.

“I’d like to hear my charges now.” Dumbledore said, taking a seat on the narrow cot in the room.

Amelia and Kingsley left the cell and Amelia unrolled the scroll again. “Pick up where I left off, or start over?” She asked him.

Dumbledore looked weary. “Please, Madam, if you could start over.”

Amelia sighed and began to read. “Two counts of use of the Imperius curse, three counts of use of Avada Kedavra, murder of a Lord, Lady and Heir of a Most Ancient and Most Noble House, two counts of kidnapping, breaching the Statute of Secrecy, assault on a Muggle, creating and spreading a false prophecy, child endangerment, accessory to murder of Lord and Lady of an Ancient and Noble House, failure to report known facts about a crime committed against a Lord and Lady of an Ancient and Noble House, false imprisonment without trial of the Lord of a Most Ancient and Most Noble House, accessory to child abuse, conspiracy to murder the Lord of a Most Ancient and Most Noble House, three counts of tampering with a creature inheritance, placing a magic leech on a child, misuse of authority, illegal surveillance on a mated triad, conspiracy to view child pornography, illegal possession and use of a controlled substance, and possession of a banned poison.”

“Possession, but not use?” Dumbledore asked.

“You are not being charged for the use of it, because it was used on the plaintiffs' attorney, and would be a conflict of interest if he were to charge you with it.” Amelia told him. “He wants to represent them more than he wants you held accountable for that.”

“Who is accusing me of all these things?” Dumbledore asked her, as the Polyjuice finally wore off.

“The plaintiffs are Harry Potter, on behalf of the Selwyn family and himself, Sirius Black, Fred Weasley, George Weasley, Draco Malfoy, Charles Weasley, the people, meaning the court itself, for your use of Polyjuice, and Severus Prince.” Amelia told him.

Dumbledore looked furious. “What exactly is Severus charging me with?!”

“The possession of poison. He was the one to take and identify the sample.” Amelia said.

“I see. I would like to speak to a Law Wizard.” Dumbledore said. “I would also like to be allowed to find one myself.”

Amelia nodded. “You will have six business days to find one and discuss the case with them. An Auror will be stationed outside your cell to help you find someone suitable in time. They will send your messages after reviewing them and will deliver any replies to you as soon as they arrive. Your first Auror guard will be Kingsley. Nymphadora would have volunteered for the job, but she has been reinstated as a Black family member with her mother, and the family is a Sworn Enemy of yours, so she was not suitable.” She said. “Your meals will be delivered in a timely manner. Good day, Sir.” She said before leaving.

Ten minutes later, a clerk came by with writing materials, which were passed to Dumbledore.

The man sighed heavily and got to work.

*****

“I suppose you're all wondering why I summoned you here—”

“I’m wondering why Dad summoned me here, actually.” Harry cut his Godfather off.

Sirius shot him a glare. “He summoned you here because I summoned you here. As to why,”

“Yes, please do enlighten us. Some of us have important things to do.” Tom interrupted.

Sirius pouted. “Is anyone going to let me speak?!” He wailed.

Severus glared at everyone and the room quieted. “There, Mutt. Speak your piece.”

Sirius shot him a bland look. “Gee, thanks, love you too.” He said flatly.

Severus sighed, pulled him close, and laid a searing kiss on his lips.

Harry flushed and pointedly looked away. “Tell me when the PDA is over.” He muttered to Tom.

“They're done.” Tom said, and Harry looked back to see Sirius grinning widely.

“All right, Lady and Gentlemen!” He drew a vial of shimmering liquid out of his pocket. “Who's up for a trip in the pensieve to see Dumbledore's arrest, courtesy of Kingsley Shacklebolt?” He asked eagerly.

Everyone's interest sharpened at those words.

“I would like to see that!” Tom said.

“Well, we have the memory, and I have a pensieve...” Severus murmured.

“I’m not missing that for the world!” Harry said eagerly.

Minerva sighed. “Well, if you all are going in, I might as well.”

“Twisted your arm, did we?” Remus asked with a smile.

Minerva raised an eyebrow. “Someone has to mourn the great man that once was!”

“The greatness ended before your time, so why bother?” Sirius asked as Severus brought over his pensieve.

Sirius poured the memory in and they all dipped their heads to have a look.

They landed in the Hog’s Head, and saw Marcus a man they didn’t know walking away from Amelia Bones and Kingsley.

“Must be Marcus under a glamour. A dark one, because it’s rippling, but I can’t see through it.” Harry muttered.

Amelia and Kingsley stepped up to a woman.

“Dumbledore under Polyjuice.” Harry whispered to the others, who all nodded.

“Albus Dumbledore, you are under arrest.” Amelia said firmly.

He looked up, shocked. “For what?!” He asked, not even trying to hide his identity.

Amelia looked around at the semi-crowded bar. “Do you really want me to list all the charges right here and now?” She asked. “We could do this somewhere more private, if you'd like.” She offered, hoping for his sake he would take it.

“I deserve to know why!” He shouted, standing.

Kingsley grabbed his hands and snapped the magic-suppressing cuffs on him, and they sealed shut around his wrists.

“Fine, if you insist. Your charges are: two counts of use of the Imperius curse, three counts of use of Avada Kedavra, murder of a Lord, Lady and Heir of a Most Ancient and Most Noble House, two counts of kidnapping, breaching the Statute of Secrecy, assault on a Muggle—”

Dumbledore paled as she began and called out: “Stop!” Cutting off the list. “I’d prefer to hear the rest of these false accusations in private, please.” He told her.

Harry and Tom started snickering, while Minerva looked disapproving.

Amelia nodded, rolling up the scroll she had been reading them from. “Good choice. Let’s go.” She said, and Kingsley held fast to the man as they left the bar and took a Portkey to a ministry holding cell.

“I’d like to hear my charges now.” Dumbledore said, taking a seat on the narrow cot in the room.

Amelia and Kingsley left the cell and Amelia unrolled the scroll again. “Pick up where I left off, or start over?” She asked him.

Dumbledore looked weary. “Please, Madam, if you could start over.”

Amelia sighed and began to read. “Two counts of use of the Imperius curse, three counts of use of Avada Kedavra, murder of a Lord, Lady and Heir of a Most Ancient and Most Noble House, two counts of kidnapping, breaching the Statute of Secrecy, assault on a Muggle, creating and spreading a false prophecy, child endangerment, accessory to murder of Lord and Lady of an Ancient and Noble House, failure to report known facts about a crime committed against a Lord and Lady of an Ancient and Noble House, false imprisonment without trial of the Lord of a Most Ancient and Most Noble House, accessory to child abuse, conspiracy to murder the Lord of a Most Ancient and Most Noble House, three counts of tampering with a creature inheritance, placing a magic leech on a child, misuse of authority, illegal surveillance on a mated triad, conspiracy to view child pornography, illegal possession and use of a controlled substance, and possession of a banned poison.”

“Possession, but not use?” Dumbledore asked.

“You are not being charged for the use of it, because it was used on the plaintiffs' attorney, and would be a conflict of interest if he were to charge you with it.” Amelia told him. “He wants to represent them more than he wants you held accountable for that.”

“Who is accusing me of all these things?” Dumbledore asked her, as the Polyjuice finally wore off.

“The plaintiffs are Harry Potter, on behalf of the Selwyn family and himself, Sirius Black, Fred Weasley, George Weasley, Draco Malfoy, Charles Weasley, the people, meaning the court itself, for your use of Polyjuice, and Severus Prince.” Amelia told him.

Dumbledore looked furious. “What exactly is Severus charging me with?!”

“The possession of poison. He was the one to take and identify the sample.” Amelia said.

“I see. I would like to speak to a Law Wizard.” Dumbledore said. “I would also like to be allowed to find one myself.”

Amelia nodded. “You will have six business days to find one and discuss the case with them. An Auror will be stationed outside your cell to help you find someone suitable in time. They will send your messages after reviewing them and will deliver any replies to you as soon as they arrive. Your first Auror guard will be Kingsley. Nymphadora would have volunteered for the job, but she has been reinstated as a Black family member with her mother, and the family is a Sworn Enemy of yours, so she was not suitable.” She said. “Your meals will be delivered in a timely manner. Good day, Sir.” She said before leaving.

They exited the pensieve and Harry, Tom and Sirius fell to the ground, howling with laughter.

Severus and Remus were smirking and watching the others fondly.

Minerva sighed. “I’m going to go to my office and drink.” She announced.

Severus hummed. “Have a good night, Minerva.” He said.

“I’m sure I won’t. But I’m glad you all enjoyed what you saw.” She said heavily, then left the room, still in mourning.

The trial would be a spectacle Albus didn’t deserve.
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