Post by ginnyrules27 on Jul 10, 2012 0:11:58 GMT -5
It was more than the usual crowd that gathered in Courtroom 10 one early Friday morning of August, 1999. But then it was more than the usual suspect that found herself in the center of it all. Delores Umbridge was on trial for war crimes--but little did she know that her actions during Harry Potter's fifth year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry would come back to bite her.
"Madam Umbridge," Kingsley Shacklebolt said from his seat as interim Minister,"you have been arrested and brought to trial for crimes against muggleborns during this last war with You-Know-Who. How do you plead?"
The defendant gave her signature cough, the one that caused many in the audience (who just so happened to be the remainder of Dumbledore's Army) to squirm in discomfort. "Not guilty, Auror Shacklebolt," she said in her girlish voice.
"I see," Kingsley sighed, as if he knew that would be the answer given.
"Mr. Potter? I do believe it's time to present the evidence," Ron Weasley said, in a way that was almost comical to those watching. Ron Weasley actually being serious about something?
"Objection," Umbridge's court appointed lawyer argued as Harry left the room to gather the so-called evidence. "Mr. Potter has a known grudge against my client. He could not possibly be allowed to hold evidence against her."
"Madam," Hermione Granger stood up to defend her best friend and fellow prosecutor, "can you find anyone in this room besides yourself who does not have a known grudge against your client?"
The lawyer, who had not bothered to give her name, remained silent causing Hermione to wear a rather smug grin as she sat back down. Harry arrived into the room with a silver bowl like object and multiple vials.
"Memories," he explained as he saw the quizzical looks come his way. "My memories. And Hermione's. All based on crimes Madam Umbridge have gotten away with up to this point."
"And when do the memories begin?" Kingsley asked his youngest Auror to date with a knowing smile. It was him who agreed to this whole thing after all. One had to give the image of a fair trial, even though everyone in that room knew that Umbridge had a date with the Dementors sooner or later.
"Why, the summer before and my fifth year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry of course," Harry said as if he did not know about Kingsley's knowledge. "When the defendant was the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor, High Inquisitor and Headmistress."
Silence fell over the courtroom, as if no one had ever thought to use pensive memories at a trial before. Umbridge's lawyer looked as if she was about to complain but a few stern looks from the prosecution made it very clear that it would be unwise to do such an act.
"Which memory shall we watch first?" Kingsley asked, getting down from his seat to the chamber area in order to watch for himself. The rest of the D.A was allowed to come down as well, as they'd been more than affected by Umbridge both during her time at Hogwarts and during the War.
"This one," Harry said, handing Kingsley one of the numerous vials. Opening it up, Kingsley poured the memory into the pensive and with a wave of his wand, made it so the memory showed to everyone in the room instead of having to venture inside the memory. Everyone held their respective breath. The trial had begun.
"Madam Umbridge," Kingsley Shacklebolt said from his seat as interim Minister,"you have been arrested and brought to trial for crimes against muggleborns during this last war with You-Know-Who. How do you plead?"
The defendant gave her signature cough, the one that caused many in the audience (who just so happened to be the remainder of Dumbledore's Army) to squirm in discomfort. "Not guilty, Auror Shacklebolt," she said in her girlish voice.
"I see," Kingsley sighed, as if he knew that would be the answer given.
"Mr. Potter? I do believe it's time to present the evidence," Ron Weasley said, in a way that was almost comical to those watching. Ron Weasley actually being serious about something?
"Objection," Umbridge's court appointed lawyer argued as Harry left the room to gather the so-called evidence. "Mr. Potter has a known grudge against my client. He could not possibly be allowed to hold evidence against her."
"Madam," Hermione Granger stood up to defend her best friend and fellow prosecutor, "can you find anyone in this room besides yourself who does not have a known grudge against your client?"
The lawyer, who had not bothered to give her name, remained silent causing Hermione to wear a rather smug grin as she sat back down. Harry arrived into the room with a silver bowl like object and multiple vials.
"Memories," he explained as he saw the quizzical looks come his way. "My memories. And Hermione's. All based on crimes Madam Umbridge have gotten away with up to this point."
"And when do the memories begin?" Kingsley asked his youngest Auror to date with a knowing smile. It was him who agreed to this whole thing after all. One had to give the image of a fair trial, even though everyone in that room knew that Umbridge had a date with the Dementors sooner or later.
"Why, the summer before and my fifth year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry of course," Harry said as if he did not know about Kingsley's knowledge. "When the defendant was the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor, High Inquisitor and Headmistress."
Silence fell over the courtroom, as if no one had ever thought to use pensive memories at a trial before. Umbridge's lawyer looked as if she was about to complain but a few stern looks from the prosecution made it very clear that it would be unwise to do such an act.
"Which memory shall we watch first?" Kingsley asked, getting down from his seat to the chamber area in order to watch for himself. The rest of the D.A was allowed to come down as well, as they'd been more than affected by Umbridge both during her time at Hogwarts and during the War.
"This one," Harry said, handing Kingsley one of the numerous vials. Opening it up, Kingsley poured the memory into the pensive and with a wave of his wand, made it so the memory showed to everyone in the room instead of having to venture inside the memory. Everyone held their respective breath. The trial had begun.
this is such a good idea! I wish that you did all the chapters though... it's my favorite book...
