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Chapter 24
This is a real harem story. Not the ones you can find everywhere about a bunch of kids having a go with Harry and Harry with them, but an official harem like the old Sultans from Turkey ages ago wi...
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Chapter 24
A/N: Editor: The Resident
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"What is wrong, Harry?" asked a worried Parvati.
Harry was only staring at the women in front of his eyes. Luan Li, Su's father stood next to the black-haired young man smiling understandingly. In front of the two men, twenty-two amazing, beautiful, shining women were standing. Luan Li was especially proud when he discovered his daughter; looking utterly elegant and sophisticated in an ivory gown with fine bead work and lace detail on front and back, deep v-neck with an open back with skimming with soft-looking lace pleats.
Her long hair was hanging loose on her back, a black waterfall of shining beauty, her large, black and mystical eyes ware staring fixedly at her fiancée, who was, at the moment, simulating of a gold fish. The poor boy looked broken, he seemed not to be able to say or do anything anymore... only staring at the exquisite view in front of his nose.
Luan was suddenly uncomfortably aware that his little daughter had grown up! With her fifteen years, she had, in secret, developed female forms he never was aware that she had. He could not see her legs, because of the beautiful gown, but the suggestion of her well-shaped legs were certainly there. But there was a mystical veil surrounding his daughter, which suggested an incredible beauty... more beautiful then Luan remembered his own wife. With Su's height of one meter, sixty three, she was not overly tall, but not small either. She seemed to be as large as the other red-haired beauty next to her.
The redheaded beauty with her long, waving, flaming hair wore a gown as gorgeous as his daughter... but different. Indulging in pure glamour with shimmering silk, satin and lush chiffon, she looked smashing, enough to take the breath away from any male alive. One shouldered style with chiffon knotty hanging at the strap. Shirred at one side of the waist with hanging ruffled hi-lo hemline and a fishtail hem at the back, and it emphasize the beautiful body of the red-haired girl.
Luan swallowed. He was talking a few minutes ago about the wedding with his daughter to this interesting young man, who was playing Lord-Baron. He looked again to his daughter... she was beautiful! He regretted that he only now realized that there was an adult-looking beauty standing there. If he had realized this sooner, then he could have driven up the price! He felt dumb... how could he let this happen? He looked again at his daughter, then to the girl next to Su, the redhead. She was beautiful, too!
Luan felt lost at that moment. So many years went by, and he never noticed that his daughter was developing into such beautiful creature. This was the first time he felt his age. What happened in all those years? All those years taking care of his family and their business! And he missed the most obvious fact that there was a treasure growing right under his nose, and he did not see it!
Parvati smiled understandably. The poor boy had it bad. "Girls, I think we broke him," she smirked. Parvati was wearing an ivory dress in silk chiffon. The spaghetti strapped dress was eye striking with a bust line and waist details with a sheer look at the bottom. Harry's eyes were clearly on her bust line and studying the waist details, his mouth was still hanging open and his eyes were almost popping out.
"Wait for some minutes, and the poor boy will start drooling," smirked Padma. Padma wore the same dress as her twin, except the dress was in fuchsia. Harry goggled her now, and she smiled, pleased.
Lavender was laughing loudly, watching the expression on Harry's face. Lavender was wearing a strapless silk mesh dress, two-toned with a sheer split-front overlay with sequined flowers and centre floral adornment. Her bust line was clearly visible, and Harry's eyes seem to burn holes in it.
Hannah approached Harry. "Poor boy," she said teasingly. She placed her fingers under his chin and closed his mouth.
"Harry, wake up! We need to go!"
Hannah was wearing a long red silk and satin dress gown with slim fitting and silhouette. With its deep cowl neckline, eye-catching strap hangings at the sleeves and a slight train in fire-engine hue, this dress mixed the right amount of sexy and glamorous appeal, which Harry was now drooling about. Harry's only reaction was raising his eyebrows, but he was still in a daze.
Susan approached Harry and kissed him on the lips. She wore an eye-arresting elegant rose-pink dress in net with satin and a wide deep neckline with fetching bust details with alluring curve-hugging silhouette.
Harry swallowed, and slowly he came back to the world. What the hell happened and what was in front of him. He blushed... the colour on his face changed into a deep Weasley red, and wanted to bolt out of the foyer with all violence.
He felt that someone was grabbing his hand, and he looked up. There was Hermione smiling at him, then his eyes dropped and he had problems breathing. She wore something impossible! She wore a grand style gown in a cowl neckline with 'V' shape, which is just right to... Harry swallowed. The waist band tied up in a sweet bow added a dash of élan and innocence to Hermione, the fitted bodice cascading into a flared, floor-length skirt, giving her a tall, sleek and chic feel. Harry swallowed again, and looked to the ceiling. How would he handle himself at the Wizengamot when he was distracted like this.
"Harry, are you all right?" asked a murky voice.
Harry looked at who talked to him and he saw Luna standing in front of him. She was wearing a curve-hugging, pebble-georgette, coral-coloured dress. An attractive square neckline with spaghetti straps created a side-shirred bodice with enchanting lace up detail on one side... a dress with an overlay in pink. He never realized that Luna had such big breasts! Harry's eyes were glued at her bust line, and all the girls were laughing.
"This is enough," said Hannah in a firm voice. "We need to go now, otherwise we'll miss the show."
"Where are the rest," asked Harry, still very much impressed.
"They are already there," Hannah said. They left a half hour ago and they will be there with the Goblinettas."
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Potter's slaves were surrounded by the Goblinettas. They moved slowly thought the busy corridors of the Ministry building toward the place where the Wizengamot was having their regular sessions. The girls were in beautiful dresses and gowns, each more beautiful than the other and, if the girls could judge the reaction of the open mouths of the male inhabitants in the corridors, they really looked breathtaking.
Ginny felt beautiful as never before. She wore an elegant hand-beaded light green chiffon prom dress with delicate spaghetti strings and hourglass full-length skirt, with embellished dazzling handwork right under her bust line and a swirling design in contrasting red and silver droplets glittering below it. She felt like a queen, never ever had she owned something like this. When she awoke, Noosa came with her dress and helped her with dressing.
Pansy wore a silk chiffon strapless modified mermaid dress with cascading ruffled skirt in camel colour, with strapless snug-fit bodice, the dress featured sparkling droplets and shiny flecks of hand work on front bodysuit followed by a multi layered bandanna hanging inserts to a floor length skirt. She had a matching bolero jacket with three-quarter sleeves having opulent beadwork, her long black hair in a fancy French twist. She was smiling radiantly and floated over the floors instead of walking. She never felt so good in all her life.
Fleur was walking like a gorgeous empress. She wore a beautiful, spaghetti-strapped, blood-red satin chiffon gown with 'V' neckline with elegant details just below the bust line. A sexy open back was highlighted with crisscross straps and a tie up at the waist. A stunning A-line skirt with its fabulous silhouette trailed down leaving a fashion trail behind. Her shoes were of silver, open in the front half and closed with small straps of gold.
Cho was wearing an eye-catching gala gown in silk satin with plunging 'V' neckline and halter straps tied up behind the neck. It has an artistic gathered 'V' front with a hanging ruffle trail and a full skirt with a train behind. She was smiling the whole time, holding hands with her younger sister, Har.
Har was proudly wearing a red silk gown with sweetheart neckline and spaghetti straps connected with large rhinestones that crisscrossed over her back, with a fitted skirt. Even at her young age of thirteen years old, she loved this dress. Thanks to magic, Cho could change the dress in a way that it fitted her. The only problem that Har had at the moment trying to walk... they were elegant high-heeled shoes. Her long black and silky hair trailed behind her on her back.
Blaise, Thea, Pertine and their mother Sebena were all wearing similar gowns. A classic piece of glamour in hundred percent silky satin creating a feminine flow while moving. This stylish, awesome gown with cowl neckline over 'V'-neck, bears a double knot design treatment on the front slit, to make you look ostensibly different from the rest. The only differences were the colours and the size of the front slit. Sebena wore the gown with the deepest slit... almost until her upper leg, while her daughters' slit came to their knees. Only Sebena wore the gown in red, her daughters in different shades of green. Blaise, Thea, Pertine and their mother Sebena were walking proudly in front of the company.
Theresa and Virgina wore identical gowns; simple yet stunning dresses in a velvet top having a crisscross halter tie with a keyhole and a rich waist with a silk chiffon skirt with prolific flare. Both girls were radiant and could not stop smiling. Their father never, ever spoiled their girls in this way.
The Greengrasses wanted to copy the Zabinis, and they all wore identical gowns. With a dose of drama and sophistication in this magnificent dress in lilac, they floated through the corridors of the Ministry. This empire waist dress in chiffon has a surplice front bodice finished with a bow and a trill at the back, trailing down to the floor.
The procession finally arrived at the entrance of the Wizengamot. They were only allowed to enter the Wizengamot to the public stands, located at the very top of the Wizengamot amphitheatre, which none of the girls ever had visited.
Suddenly the Goblinettas tensed... the entrance to the public stands was blocked by a very angry looking redheaded, dishevelled-looking boy.
"Ron!" whispered Ginny nervously.
"Where is Hermione?" he shrieked.
"She is not here, asshole. Get your butt out of the way, we want to enter," yelled Pansy.
Ron looked up and searched for Pansy, until he discovered Ginny standing between the girls. His eyes looked her over from bottom to top, before he exploded in fury.
"You hooker!" he shouted. "What are you doing to get that dress? Opening your legs for that Potter?"
"Ron, please!" pleaded Ginny. "Be calm, Hermione is not here."
"You must come home immediately," yelled Ron, not listening to his sister. "I better..."
Suddenly two mean looking Goblinettas took hold of both of his arms and dragged him away down a corridor... away from the entrance to the Wizengamot amphitheatre and the girls. Everyone breathed easier... and suddenly the towering figure of Bill Weasley came bolting out of the entrance and collided with Fleur... they fell on the floor in a heap.
"Oh darling," Bill yelled. "How I missed you, you are mine, and mine alone. Let's go away from this place and we will be very..."
"Bill, I don't want you!" Fleur shrieked and tried to pull her hands from gasp. "I don't want you!" she screamed in Bill's face. Bill did not want to release Fleur and held her tighter, and Fleur howled in pain.
"You're hurting me!"
She kicked her foot in his crotch, and Bill doubled over in pain, mouth open, face becoming very fast blue. Fleur leapt away from the whimpering Bill with a growl. She really wanted to hurt that bastard. At that moment two Goblinettas came to Bill, grabbed him in his arm pits and dragged him down the same corridor as Ron had disappeared.
"Let's go," yelled Pansy, and moved through the entrance. The group followed her and they arrived at the public stands of the Wizengamot amphitheatre. They moved to the back and found places large and empty enough to let them all take a seat. The Goblinettas spread throughout the rest of the seats, looking for suspicious objects.
"They are slaves!" a voice sounded from the foreside of the stands. An older witch with beautiful long black and shining hair stood half up from her seat with a wand in her hand.
"Slaves are not allowed to sit here," she yelled, and she pointed her wand toward the girls. Before she could voice a curse, she was encircled with dangerous looking spears from the Goblinettas.
She looked sheepishly at the Goblinettas. "Bugger," she said and sat down immediately, her wand disappeared in her gown.
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Bill Weasley recovered from the pain slowly. He lay on the floor next to his brother Ron, who was unconscious. Probably those dirty Goblins did something very nasty with Ron, but he had no time for his brother. Bill pulled out a package from his torn and dirty robes... this was his revenge... if he would not be able to get his girl, he would kill everyone.
The only thing he needed to do was wait until Potter would be in that Wizengamot room.
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Baron Bulstrode was sitting in his easy chair in front of his favourite window in the foyer of his little castle. He was already wearing his plum coloured robes for the Wizengamot, and was thinking about the things that happened to him and his family.
His only daughter, Millicent, was engaged. The fact that the girl was engaged was something of a miracle, but the way it happened he did not like. First he got a notification from Gringotts that she was engaged to Potter, and then he got a notification what Potter had transferred the Arranged Marriage to Dumbledore. That was normally not possible, so Baron Bulstrode had protested. Oh boy, was he wrong! First, it was possible to transfer the rights of an Arrange Marriage, and second, he got an idea about how powerful that Potter boy really was. It looked like that Potter had Gringotts in his pocket, because those Goblins were bowing to Potter and ignoring him... he was a Baron, for Merlin's sake.
In case of a debt, it was possible to transfer the most precious possession you have, in that case his fiancée. The fact that Potter saw his daughter as his most precious possession was nice, but that he transferred that most precious possession to Dumbledore was less nice. It was almost an insult, except that the Dumbledore's were rich. If that was the only thing, Baron Bulstrode had peace, but the problem was his Master, the Dark Lord. The Dark Lord saw Dumbledore as evil, and that Potter boy as mad, and Baron Bulstrode sat right in the middle with his Arranged Marriage contract.
The Dark Lord saw his problems and he said that he understood, but he expected from him to do something nasty to Dumbledore. He heard one of the young and new recruits whispering that the fact that Dumbledore gets his daughter is already malicious and vicious. Before he could punish the young recruits, the Dark Lord was screeching of laughter. The Baron, understanding that he could do nothing about those recruits... yet, hastily left the compounds of the Dark Lord. Now he was safely home in his castle, watching the weather through his window in his foyer.
He thought about the new proposal about slavery. Fudge proposed to change the existing slavery law, and first Baron Bulstrode was confused. Why would that old wanker want to change that law? But when he studied the proposed changes, he started the laugh. That would be indeed interesting, because that would give him a lot of profit. Once per ten years, the Baron was forced to buy young new slaves, and those slaves cost a lot of money. The Baron had, at this moment, twenty-five male and female slaves. According the current law, it was forbidden to marry a slave to another slave. The only way that a slave could get pregnant was the slave's master.
And here lay the primary reason for his current problem. His wife had threatened him with huge problems when he would try to sleep with one of his slaves. And in a way, his wife was right. He was rather corpulent with his two hundred seventy kilos, and the last female slave died in his bed; he was too heavy for her.
The most ideal situation for him would be that the slaves would create their own offspring, so that he would not be forced to buy any new slaves. By Merlin's balls, he could even let the slaves produce more children, and he would even be able to sell them, and in this way earn some pennies more. Profit was always better than paying for food and clothing and other things, which were wasteful for him.
He liked that new proposal, because it would give him the ability to let several slaves marry with each other, and they would produce more slaves, all and all for not one penny costs extra.
The Baron was contemplating the next steps he must take in order to survive the day. The Dark Lord let him know to watch the Potter boy at the Wizengamot session today. They had heard that the relationship between Dumbledore and Potter was very bad, and the Dark Lord would like to hear as much as possible about that. The Baron smirked. If that would indeed be the case, and the Potter boy has problems with Dumbledore, he could ask his daughter to spy for him. That old coot was sitting there in his damned castle Hogwarts and nobody could spy on him. That is going to be changed... or at least for a certain while.
The Baron was not a fool. He knew that his daughter was very ugly, and that no man in his right mind would like to touch the girl. He expected that Dumbledore would send the girl somewhere far away to one of his properties right after the wedding night. The Baron did not mind, because he also had no feelings for his only daughter. She was disgustingly ugly, she smelled because of a problem in her abdomen and she made sounds when she walked, because she had something growing between her upper legs, which caused that strange sound. Then there was the problem of her lungs and stomach, which caused her to burp every time when she was nervous.
Then the Baron smirked. He arranged in the Marriage Contract, that Dumbledore must produce a male Heir. That male Heir would be for the Bulstrode family, because Millicent was his only child. That means that Dumbledore could not send his daughter straight away, he needed to make her pregnant first... he winced. That picture he truly did not want to have in his mind.
The Dark Lord was right, Dumbledore was punished! He chuckled, thinking about his pending wedding night, where Dumbledore needs to do his marriage duty; otherwise he would take the risk of severe punishment.
At least the Baron could get some money back, what he spent on her for healers. He made the arrangement that Dumbledore needs to pay him fifteen thousand Galleons Bride price, and he grinned evilly.
He looked at the large grandfather clock and saw that it was time to go to the Wizengamot. He was very curious how that Potter boy would hold himself. Maybe he made a fool out of himself... he grinned again. Maybe he could even have a lot of fun.
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Cornelius Fudge was sitting behind his desk and relaxed somewhat. His new proposed changes in the slavery law were ready. He could not help but to smile, because this was a real masterpiece. First, it would give the new Lord-Baron what he wanted, and secondly the changes would mean for the purebloods that they could earn some extra Galleons. The proposed law was being designed that it was possible to marry a slave with a non-slave; when that would happen, the slave would lose his or her status as slave and become a normal citizen, the second part was that the slaves could marry an other slave, and in this way produce children... also slaves. That was a perfect and cheap way to produce new slaves, and that meant that the purebloods in the Wizengamot would love him for this.
This was a real win-win situation. Lord-Baron Potter was supporting the law, and he would gain momentum in his starting political life, and he would take care that the Lord-Baron would be served as much as possible, because his only daughter Laura was subject of a marriage contract. He knew that she was on her way to the Wizengamot, and he had a small problem with telling his daughter the full truth. She knew that she was subject of an Arranged Marriage contract, and she knew it was with the Lord-Baron Potter, but what she did not know was that the Lord-Baron had already a large harem, and she was part of it.
He truly did not want to fight his daughter, and he was very afraid of her reaction. That was the reason he did not tell her, let her find out herself on the spot. In case she would be angry, she would spit her fire on the new Lord-Baron instead of her poor father. He smirked. The poor Lord-Baron, he had no idea who was on her way, manoeuvring in his direction.
Cornelius Fudge sighed, and put on his Wizengamot robes. His robes were dark blue, because as Minister of Magic, he was wearing special robes for the Wizengamot session today. His spies had reported to him, that Dumbledore was preparing to move against Potter, and it was a good idea to be there on time and see what could be done to protect his future son-in-law, his daughter, the new law and his interests.
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Madam Bones was watching her future son-in-law, who was sitting in a chair opposite her desk, next to Remus Lupin, the weary werewolf. Remus Lupin followed her when she left the newsroom, looking at the debacle of Dumbledore and his fiancée. They had a very interesting talk together about Dumbledore and his role in the Order of Phoenix and as the headmaster of Hogwarts. Well, that was now all history, because Dumbledore was kicked out of all those functions.
Now Dumbledore was a possible danger, because he indicated very obviously that he would work against the young Lord-Baron. That said Lord-Baron was sitting opposite her, ogling her daughter and the rest of his fiancées; she smiled softly. The girls indeed looked splendid, they looked well enough to give many males a heart attack!
Madam Bones looked at her niece critically. She wore an elegant rose-pink long dress with a lot of satin and a very, very deep neckline, which engaged the interest of many males to her breasts. She could not imagine that Susan would buy something like that, and Madam Bones knew that Susan didn't have much money in her pocket. So, that beautiful and expensive looking dress would come from our Lord-Baron. The rest of his fiancées looked smashing, too.
Hannah wore a long, red, silk/satin dress gown with slim fitting. The dress also had a deep neckline with eye-catching strap hangings at her sleeves, amazing colour, too, and deep red. The strange thing about the colour was that it suited her. She never thought that Hannah would be able to wear a red dress, but here was the result.
The girls were clearly aware of the stares of the young Lord-Baron, but did not seem to mind. The poor boy was already steaming, and very soon would smoke come out of his ears because of overheating. She smirked. She thought that it would be much better to start preparing the Lord-Baron of his many duties.
"Lord-Baron," Madam Bones started.
"Harry please," he answered immediately, his green, penetrating eyes looking straight into hers. Madam Bones got a shock, because of the intensity.
"Please call me, Harry," he said. "And if you don't mind, I have some words with Remus before we start." He looked briefly at Remus, then Madam Bones, then the girls and back to Remus.
"You wanted to talk to me, Remus. Tell me what you have to say."
Remus grinned. "Just like your father," he said happily. "But there are many things I want... or better need to talk to you about. One of the things is the heritage, and I don't mean the heritage of the bank or possessions or other things what you already have. I'm talking about family heritages, and you have several of them. For this we need to sit together in private, and the best time for that is tonight."
Harry looked at Remus intently and nodded finally. "Tonight it is," he said firmly. "Come to the Gryffindor castle at ten in the evening. Is that alright, Remus?"
"Yes, pup, that's more than alright," he smiled warmly. "Now you need to listen to Amelia here, because she has a lot to tell you about the Wizengamot, its proceedings, and your new law."
Harry looked fondly at Remus and smiled widely. "Remus, there are some things in my life which depresses me greatly, but not all of it is bad! Did you see these incredible looking ladies? "Harry said, pointing at the girls.
"Get your dirty mind out of the gutter and concentrate on your pending introduction and initialization of your seats at the Wizengamot," said Remus laughing.
"Lord-Baron, shall we begin?" asked Madam Bones.
"Harry," Harry replied with a smile, winking to the girls, who looked flabbergasted at his behaviour. Did he just wink?
"Uhm... well, Harry then. Please call me Amelia, Harry," Madam Bones said.
Harry smiled, but said nothing... he was waiting until she came to business.
"Well, the Wizengamot. The Wizengamot serves as the wizard high court of law, and as a form of Parliament, like in the Muggle world. It is headquartered at the Ministry of Magic and it takes place in the special room, reserved for the Wizengamot.
"The Wizengamot has fifty seats, whose selection is defined by the Wizengamot itself, in addition to the Court Scribe, who acts as its stenographer. The Minister for Magic, Senior Undersecretary to the Minister, and Head of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement all sit on the Wizengamot ex officio. Members wear plum-coloured robes embroidered with the silver letter "W" while the court is in session. The Chief Warlock of the Wizengamot functions like the chairman of the Wizengamot and he must be an existing Head of Family.
"Every seat is associated by a family and executed by a Head of Family. Such family is an old pure-blood family like the Malfoys and Potters.
"When there is no Head of Family, the seat is empty and is called the reserved or absent seat, and can't be used for voting. A Head of Family can be the Head of Family for more then one family, and in this way represent more then one seat. Every seat carries one vote and can't be represented by a proxy. In case one member is Head of more then one family, he presents multiple seats. Every empty seat will display the Family crest of such member.
"Now some words about voting. A majority in the Wizengamot means more than fifty percent of the votes. A new law gets approved with at least fifty-one percent of all votes. A change of an existing law must carry a majority of seventy-five percent or 38 votes. In cases like this, the Minister of Magic carries also one vote.
"Only the Minister of Magic creates laws, or creates the changes. He is doing the technical work. When the Minister of Magic is creating a new law or amending an existing one, the Minister of Magic must find a supporter of the law in the Wizengamot."
Harry stared at Madam Bones for a moment.
"I understand that I have fourteen seats in the Wizengamot, is that correct?" Harry asked.
Madam Bones looked impressed. "How many?" she asked.
"One seat each from the Potters, Blacks, Gryffindors, five from the Bones, three from the Ravenclaws, one from the Slytherins and one from the Zabinis. Then I have one seat temporarily of the Malfoys. That means fourteen seats and that is twenty eight percent of the available seats in the Wizengamot," Harry said with a smirk on his face, looking at Amelia Bones, then to Remus.
"I'm a winner today, and I'm going to kick some butt," he said.
"You are going to kick what?" asked Amelia Bones mystified.
Harry looked at Remus and both of them burst into laughter. "That's something muggle," Remus answered.
"Okay, what is going to happen and what must I do?" Harry asked.
"The first thing that needs to be done," Amelia Bones said slowly, while looking at the clock on the wall," is to get you initiated in the Wizengamot amphitheatre. The session of the Wizengamot starts with the introductions. Every Head of Family who enters the amphitheatre is announced by the Court Scribe. He is, by the way, Percy Weasley," Amelia said, looking intently at Harry.
Harry shrugged, but said further nothing.
"In case one of the members of the Wizengamot has a change in personal status, like a new girlfriend, fiancée or wife, he is required to present his fiancée or wife. "
Amelia Bones looked sternly at Harry, then to the girls.
"Your fiancées must accompany you at that stage, Harry. Because you have more then one fiancée, all your fiancées walk two steps away from you." She looked at her niece pointedly.
"When the all the members of the Wizengamot are complete, the Chief Warlock of the Wizengamot will make his entrance. Everyone needs to stand, until the Chief Warlock sits or gives the permission to sit.
"The first part of the session at the Wizengamot starts when the Chief Warlock handles all the internal issues of the Wizengamot. Internal issues are things like your new initiation as Wizengamot member, Harry. That is probably also the moment that you will be attacked politically, because I suspect that Dumbledore, and maybe others, will criticize your initiation.
"After this round, there will be a short break, and the session will continue. That session is dedicated in presenting any new laws, or changes to existing laws. After this presentation, there will be a general discussion about the proposals. After the discussion we have a lunch break. After the lunch, we will have voting. That ends the Wizengamot session for the day."
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Laura Fudge hurried toward the Ministry building. Her father sent an owl to tell her that she was expected to be with Harry for the public announcement of their engagement. Laura knew immediately what her father meant. He wanted Harry to be accompanied by her when he made his entrance in the Wizengamot amphitheatre. She smiled... she loved the attention and the drama, and she was curious what the people would say when they saw her with the famous Harry Potter, Lord-Baron of many families, the most powerful person in wizarding England.
She entered the Ministry and asked the guard where Harry Potter was. The guard shrugged and pointed over his shoulder. "Try Madam Bones," he said calmly, and turned to the next approaching wizard family.
Laura took the elevator and walked toward the office of Madam Bones. She opened the door and there her fiancée was sitting in front of the large desk of Madam Bones. But then her sight fell on eight beautiful dressed young women, sitting very close to her fiancée!
"What is this?" Laura Fudge yelled. "Get away from my fiancée!"
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A/N: Editor: The Resident
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"What is wrong, Harry?" asked a worried Parvati.
Harry was only staring at the women in front of his eyes. Luan Li, Su's father stood next to the black-haired young man smiling understandingly. In front of the two men, twenty-two amazing, beautiful, shining women were standing. Luan Li was especially proud when he discovered his daughter; looking utterly elegant and sophisticated in an ivory gown with fine bead work and lace detail on front and back, deep v-neck with an open back with skimming with soft-looking lace pleats.
Her long hair was hanging loose on her back, a black waterfall of shining beauty, her large, black and mystical eyes ware staring fixedly at her fiancée, who was, at the moment, simulating of a gold fish. The poor boy looked broken, he seemed not to be able to say or do anything anymore... only staring at the exquisite view in front of his nose.
Luan was suddenly uncomfortably aware that his little daughter had grown up! With her fifteen years, she had, in secret, developed female forms he never was aware that she had. He could not see her legs, because of the beautiful gown, but the suggestion of her well-shaped legs were certainly there. But there was a mystical veil surrounding his daughter, which suggested an incredible beauty... more beautiful then Luan remembered his own wife. With Su's height of one meter, sixty three, she was not overly tall, but not small either. She seemed to be as large as the other red-haired beauty next to her.
The redheaded beauty with her long, waving, flaming hair wore a gown as gorgeous as his daughter... but different. Indulging in pure glamour with shimmering silk, satin and lush chiffon, she looked smashing, enough to take the breath away from any male alive. One shouldered style with chiffon knotty hanging at the strap. Shirred at one side of the waist with hanging ruffled hi-lo hemline and a fishtail hem at the back, and it emphasize the beautiful body of the red-haired girl.
Luan swallowed. He was talking a few minutes ago about the wedding with his daughter to this interesting young man, who was playing Lord-Baron. He looked again to his daughter... she was beautiful! He regretted that he only now realized that there was an adult-looking beauty standing there. If he had realized this sooner, then he could have driven up the price! He felt dumb... how could he let this happen? He looked again at his daughter, then to the girl next to Su, the redhead. She was beautiful, too!
Luan felt lost at that moment. So many years went by, and he never noticed that his daughter was developing into such beautiful creature. This was the first time he felt his age. What happened in all those years? All those years taking care of his family and their business! And he missed the most obvious fact that there was a treasure growing right under his nose, and he did not see it!
Parvati smiled understandably. The poor boy had it bad. "Girls, I think we broke him," she smirked. Parvati was wearing an ivory dress in silk chiffon. The spaghetti strapped dress was eye striking with a bust line and waist details with a sheer look at the bottom. Harry's eyes were clearly on her bust line and studying the waist details, his mouth was still hanging open and his eyes were almost popping out.
"Wait for some minutes, and the poor boy will start drooling," smirked Padma. Padma wore the same dress as her twin, except the dress was in fuchsia. Harry goggled her now, and she smiled, pleased.
Lavender was laughing loudly, watching the expression on Harry's face. Lavender was wearing a strapless silk mesh dress, two-toned with a sheer split-front overlay with sequined flowers and centre floral adornment. Her bust line was clearly visible, and Harry's eyes seem to burn holes in it.
Hannah approached Harry. "Poor boy," she said teasingly. She placed her fingers under his chin and closed his mouth.
"Harry, wake up! We need to go!"
Hannah was wearing a long red silk and satin dress gown with slim fitting and silhouette. With its deep cowl neckline, eye-catching strap hangings at the sleeves and a slight train in fire-engine hue, this dress mixed the right amount of sexy and glamorous appeal, which Harry was now drooling about. Harry's only reaction was raising his eyebrows, but he was still in a daze.
Susan approached Harry and kissed him on the lips. She wore an eye-arresting elegant rose-pink dress in net with satin and a wide deep neckline with fetching bust details with alluring curve-hugging silhouette.
Harry swallowed, and slowly he came back to the world. What the hell happened and what was in front of him. He blushed... the colour on his face changed into a deep Weasley red, and wanted to bolt out of the foyer with all violence.
He felt that someone was grabbing his hand, and he looked up. There was Hermione smiling at him, then his eyes dropped and he had problems breathing. She wore something impossible! She wore a grand style gown in a cowl neckline with 'V' shape, which is just right to... Harry swallowed. The waist band tied up in a sweet bow added a dash of élan and innocence to Hermione, the fitted bodice cascading into a flared, floor-length skirt, giving her a tall, sleek and chic feel. Harry swallowed again, and looked to the ceiling. How would he handle himself at the Wizengamot when he was distracted like this.
"Harry, are you all right?" asked a murky voice.
Harry looked at who talked to him and he saw Luna standing in front of him. She was wearing a curve-hugging, pebble-georgette, coral-coloured dress. An attractive square neckline with spaghetti straps created a side-shirred bodice with enchanting lace up detail on one side... a dress with an overlay in pink. He never realized that Luna had such big breasts! Harry's eyes were glued at her bust line, and all the girls were laughing.
"This is enough," said Hannah in a firm voice. "We need to go now, otherwise we'll miss the show."
"Where are the rest," asked Harry, still very much impressed.
"They are already there," Hannah said. They left a half hour ago and they will be there with the Goblinettas."
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Potter's slaves were surrounded by the Goblinettas. They moved slowly thought the busy corridors of the Ministry building toward the place where the Wizengamot was having their regular sessions. The girls were in beautiful dresses and gowns, each more beautiful than the other and, if the girls could judge the reaction of the open mouths of the male inhabitants in the corridors, they really looked breathtaking.
Ginny felt beautiful as never before. She wore an elegant hand-beaded light green chiffon prom dress with delicate spaghetti strings and hourglass full-length skirt, with embellished dazzling handwork right under her bust line and a swirling design in contrasting red and silver droplets glittering below it. She felt like a queen, never ever had she owned something like this. When she awoke, Noosa came with her dress and helped her with dressing.
Pansy wore a silk chiffon strapless modified mermaid dress with cascading ruffled skirt in camel colour, with strapless snug-fit bodice, the dress featured sparkling droplets and shiny flecks of hand work on front bodysuit followed by a multi layered bandanna hanging inserts to a floor length skirt. She had a matching bolero jacket with three-quarter sleeves having opulent beadwork, her long black hair in a fancy French twist. She was smiling radiantly and floated over the floors instead of walking. She never felt so good in all her life.
Fleur was walking like a gorgeous empress. She wore a beautiful, spaghetti-strapped, blood-red satin chiffon gown with 'V' neckline with elegant details just below the bust line. A sexy open back was highlighted with crisscross straps and a tie up at the waist. A stunning A-line skirt with its fabulous silhouette trailed down leaving a fashion trail behind. Her shoes were of silver, open in the front half and closed with small straps of gold.
Cho was wearing an eye-catching gala gown in silk satin with plunging 'V' neckline and halter straps tied up behind the neck. It has an artistic gathered 'V' front with a hanging ruffle trail and a full skirt with a train behind. She was smiling the whole time, holding hands with her younger sister, Har.
Har was proudly wearing a red silk gown with sweetheart neckline and spaghetti straps connected with large rhinestones that crisscrossed over her back, with a fitted skirt. Even at her young age of thirteen years old, she loved this dress. Thanks to magic, Cho could change the dress in a way that it fitted her. The only problem that Har had at the moment trying to walk... they were elegant high-heeled shoes. Her long black and silky hair trailed behind her on her back.
Blaise, Thea, Pertine and their mother Sebena were all wearing similar gowns. A classic piece of glamour in hundred percent silky satin creating a feminine flow while moving. This stylish, awesome gown with cowl neckline over 'V'-neck, bears a double knot design treatment on the front slit, to make you look ostensibly different from the rest. The only differences were the colours and the size of the front slit. Sebena wore the gown with the deepest slit... almost until her upper leg, while her daughters' slit came to their knees. Only Sebena wore the gown in red, her daughters in different shades of green. Blaise, Thea, Pertine and their mother Sebena were walking proudly in front of the company.
Theresa and Virgina wore identical gowns; simple yet stunning dresses in a velvet top having a crisscross halter tie with a keyhole and a rich waist with a silk chiffon skirt with prolific flare. Both girls were radiant and could not stop smiling. Their father never, ever spoiled their girls in this way.
The Greengrasses wanted to copy the Zabinis, and they all wore identical gowns. With a dose of drama and sophistication in this magnificent dress in lilac, they floated through the corridors of the Ministry. This empire waist dress in chiffon has a surplice front bodice finished with a bow and a trill at the back, trailing down to the floor.
The procession finally arrived at the entrance of the Wizengamot. They were only allowed to enter the Wizengamot to the public stands, located at the very top of the Wizengamot amphitheatre, which none of the girls ever had visited.
Suddenly the Goblinettas tensed... the entrance to the public stands was blocked by a very angry looking redheaded, dishevelled-looking boy.
"Ron!" whispered Ginny nervously.
"Where is Hermione?" he shrieked.
"She is not here, asshole. Get your butt out of the way, we want to enter," yelled Pansy.
Ron looked up and searched for Pansy, until he discovered Ginny standing between the girls. His eyes looked her over from bottom to top, before he exploded in fury.
"You hooker!" he shouted. "What are you doing to get that dress? Opening your legs for that Potter?"
"Ron, please!" pleaded Ginny. "Be calm, Hermione is not here."
"You must come home immediately," yelled Ron, not listening to his sister. "I better..."
Suddenly two mean looking Goblinettas took hold of both of his arms and dragged him away down a corridor... away from the entrance to the Wizengamot amphitheatre and the girls. Everyone breathed easier... and suddenly the towering figure of Bill Weasley came bolting out of the entrance and collided with Fleur... they fell on the floor in a heap.
"Oh darling," Bill yelled. "How I missed you, you are mine, and mine alone. Let's go away from this place and we will be very..."
"Bill, I don't want you!" Fleur shrieked and tried to pull her hands from gasp. "I don't want you!" she screamed in Bill's face. Bill did not want to release Fleur and held her tighter, and Fleur howled in pain.
"You're hurting me!"
She kicked her foot in his crotch, and Bill doubled over in pain, mouth open, face becoming very fast blue. Fleur leapt away from the whimpering Bill with a growl. She really wanted to hurt that bastard. At that moment two Goblinettas came to Bill, grabbed him in his arm pits and dragged him down the same corridor as Ron had disappeared.
"Let's go," yelled Pansy, and moved through the entrance. The group followed her and they arrived at the public stands of the Wizengamot amphitheatre. They moved to the back and found places large and empty enough to let them all take a seat. The Goblinettas spread throughout the rest of the seats, looking for suspicious objects.
"They are slaves!" a voice sounded from the foreside of the stands. An older witch with beautiful long black and shining hair stood half up from her seat with a wand in her hand.
"Slaves are not allowed to sit here," she yelled, and she pointed her wand toward the girls. Before she could voice a curse, she was encircled with dangerous looking spears from the Goblinettas.
She looked sheepishly at the Goblinettas. "Bugger," she said and sat down immediately, her wand disappeared in her gown.
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Bill Weasley recovered from the pain slowly. He lay on the floor next to his brother Ron, who was unconscious. Probably those dirty Goblins did something very nasty with Ron, but he had no time for his brother. Bill pulled out a package from his torn and dirty robes... this was his revenge... if he would not be able to get his girl, he would kill everyone.
The only thing he needed to do was wait until Potter would be in that Wizengamot room.
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Baron Bulstrode was sitting in his easy chair in front of his favourite window in the foyer of his little castle. He was already wearing his plum coloured robes for the Wizengamot, and was thinking about the things that happened to him and his family.
His only daughter, Millicent, was engaged. The fact that the girl was engaged was something of a miracle, but the way it happened he did not like. First he got a notification from Gringotts that she was engaged to Potter, and then he got a notification what Potter had transferred the Arranged Marriage to Dumbledore. That was normally not possible, so Baron Bulstrode had protested. Oh boy, was he wrong! First, it was possible to transfer the rights of an Arrange Marriage, and second, he got an idea about how powerful that Potter boy really was. It looked like that Potter had Gringotts in his pocket, because those Goblins were bowing to Potter and ignoring him... he was a Baron, for Merlin's sake.
In case of a debt, it was possible to transfer the most precious possession you have, in that case his fiancée. The fact that Potter saw his daughter as his most precious possession was nice, but that he transferred that most precious possession to Dumbledore was less nice. It was almost an insult, except that the Dumbledore's were rich. If that was the only thing, Baron Bulstrode had peace, but the problem was his Master, the Dark Lord. The Dark Lord saw Dumbledore as evil, and that Potter boy as mad, and Baron Bulstrode sat right in the middle with his Arranged Marriage contract.
The Dark Lord saw his problems and he said that he understood, but he expected from him to do something nasty to Dumbledore. He heard one of the young and new recruits whispering that the fact that Dumbledore gets his daughter is already malicious and vicious. Before he could punish the young recruits, the Dark Lord was screeching of laughter. The Baron, understanding that he could do nothing about those recruits... yet, hastily left the compounds of the Dark Lord. Now he was safely home in his castle, watching the weather through his window in his foyer.
He thought about the new proposal about slavery. Fudge proposed to change the existing slavery law, and first Baron Bulstrode was confused. Why would that old wanker want to change that law? But when he studied the proposed changes, he started the laugh. That would be indeed interesting, because that would give him a lot of profit. Once per ten years, the Baron was forced to buy young new slaves, and those slaves cost a lot of money. The Baron had, at this moment, twenty-five male and female slaves. According the current law, it was forbidden to marry a slave to another slave. The only way that a slave could get pregnant was the slave's master.
And here lay the primary reason for his current problem. His wife had threatened him with huge problems when he would try to sleep with one of his slaves. And in a way, his wife was right. He was rather corpulent with his two hundred seventy kilos, and the last female slave died in his bed; he was too heavy for her.
The most ideal situation for him would be that the slaves would create their own offspring, so that he would not be forced to buy any new slaves. By Merlin's balls, he could even let the slaves produce more children, and he would even be able to sell them, and in this way earn some pennies more. Profit was always better than paying for food and clothing and other things, which were wasteful for him.
He liked that new proposal, because it would give him the ability to let several slaves marry with each other, and they would produce more slaves, all and all for not one penny costs extra.
The Baron was contemplating the next steps he must take in order to survive the day. The Dark Lord let him know to watch the Potter boy at the Wizengamot session today. They had heard that the relationship between Dumbledore and Potter was very bad, and the Dark Lord would like to hear as much as possible about that. The Baron smirked. If that would indeed be the case, and the Potter boy has problems with Dumbledore, he could ask his daughter to spy for him. That old coot was sitting there in his damned castle Hogwarts and nobody could spy on him. That is going to be changed... or at least for a certain while.
The Baron was not a fool. He knew that his daughter was very ugly, and that no man in his right mind would like to touch the girl. He expected that Dumbledore would send the girl somewhere far away to one of his properties right after the wedding night. The Baron did not mind, because he also had no feelings for his only daughter. She was disgustingly ugly, she smelled because of a problem in her abdomen and she made sounds when she walked, because she had something growing between her upper legs, which caused that strange sound. Then there was the problem of her lungs and stomach, which caused her to burp every time when she was nervous.
Then the Baron smirked. He arranged in the Marriage Contract, that Dumbledore must produce a male Heir. That male Heir would be for the Bulstrode family, because Millicent was his only child. That means that Dumbledore could not send his daughter straight away, he needed to make her pregnant first... he winced. That picture he truly did not want to have in his mind.
The Dark Lord was right, Dumbledore was punished! He chuckled, thinking about his pending wedding night, where Dumbledore needs to do his marriage duty; otherwise he would take the risk of severe punishment.
At least the Baron could get some money back, what he spent on her for healers. He made the arrangement that Dumbledore needs to pay him fifteen thousand Galleons Bride price, and he grinned evilly.
He looked at the large grandfather clock and saw that it was time to go to the Wizengamot. He was very curious how that Potter boy would hold himself. Maybe he made a fool out of himself... he grinned again. Maybe he could even have a lot of fun.
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Cornelius Fudge was sitting behind his desk and relaxed somewhat. His new proposed changes in the slavery law were ready. He could not help but to smile, because this was a real masterpiece. First, it would give the new Lord-Baron what he wanted, and secondly the changes would mean for the purebloods that they could earn some extra Galleons. The proposed law was being designed that it was possible to marry a slave with a non-slave; when that would happen, the slave would lose his or her status as slave and become a normal citizen, the second part was that the slaves could marry an other slave, and in this way produce children... also slaves. That was a perfect and cheap way to produce new slaves, and that meant that the purebloods in the Wizengamot would love him for this.
This was a real win-win situation. Lord-Baron Potter was supporting the law, and he would gain momentum in his starting political life, and he would take care that the Lord-Baron would be served as much as possible, because his only daughter Laura was subject of a marriage contract. He knew that she was on her way to the Wizengamot, and he had a small problem with telling his daughter the full truth. She knew that she was subject of an Arranged Marriage contract, and she knew it was with the Lord-Baron Potter, but what she did not know was that the Lord-Baron had already a large harem, and she was part of it.
He truly did not want to fight his daughter, and he was very afraid of her reaction. That was the reason he did not tell her, let her find out herself on the spot. In case she would be angry, she would spit her fire on the new Lord-Baron instead of her poor father. He smirked. The poor Lord-Baron, he had no idea who was on her way, manoeuvring in his direction.
Cornelius Fudge sighed, and put on his Wizengamot robes. His robes were dark blue, because as Minister of Magic, he was wearing special robes for the Wizengamot session today. His spies had reported to him, that Dumbledore was preparing to move against Potter, and it was a good idea to be there on time and see what could be done to protect his future son-in-law, his daughter, the new law and his interests.
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Madam Bones was watching her future son-in-law, who was sitting in a chair opposite her desk, next to Remus Lupin, the weary werewolf. Remus Lupin followed her when she left the newsroom, looking at the debacle of Dumbledore and his fiancée. They had a very interesting talk together about Dumbledore and his role in the Order of Phoenix and as the headmaster of Hogwarts. Well, that was now all history, because Dumbledore was kicked out of all those functions.
Now Dumbledore was a possible danger, because he indicated very obviously that he would work against the young Lord-Baron. That said Lord-Baron was sitting opposite her, ogling her daughter and the rest of his fiancées; she smiled softly. The girls indeed looked splendid, they looked well enough to give many males a heart attack!
Madam Bones looked at her niece critically. She wore an elegant rose-pink long dress with a lot of satin and a very, very deep neckline, which engaged the interest of many males to her breasts. She could not imagine that Susan would buy something like that, and Madam Bones knew that Susan didn't have much money in her pocket. So, that beautiful and expensive looking dress would come from our Lord-Baron. The rest of his fiancées looked smashing, too.
Hannah wore a long, red, silk/satin dress gown with slim fitting. The dress also had a deep neckline with eye-catching strap hangings at her sleeves, amazing colour, too, and deep red. The strange thing about the colour was that it suited her. She never thought that Hannah would be able to wear a red dress, but here was the result.
The girls were clearly aware of the stares of the young Lord-Baron, but did not seem to mind. The poor boy was already steaming, and very soon would smoke come out of his ears because of overheating. She smirked. She thought that it would be much better to start preparing the Lord-Baron of his many duties.
"Lord-Baron," Madam Bones started.
"Harry please," he answered immediately, his green, penetrating eyes looking straight into hers. Madam Bones got a shock, because of the intensity.
"Please call me, Harry," he said. "And if you don't mind, I have some words with Remus before we start." He looked briefly at Remus, then Madam Bones, then the girls and back to Remus.
"You wanted to talk to me, Remus. Tell me what you have to say."
Remus grinned. "Just like your father," he said happily. "But there are many things I want... or better need to talk to you about. One of the things is the heritage, and I don't mean the heritage of the bank or possessions or other things what you already have. I'm talking about family heritages, and you have several of them. For this we need to sit together in private, and the best time for that is tonight."
Harry looked at Remus intently and nodded finally. "Tonight it is," he said firmly. "Come to the Gryffindor castle at ten in the evening. Is that alright, Remus?"
"Yes, pup, that's more than alright," he smiled warmly. "Now you need to listen to Amelia here, because she has a lot to tell you about the Wizengamot, its proceedings, and your new law."
Harry looked fondly at Remus and smiled widely. "Remus, there are some things in my life which depresses me greatly, but not all of it is bad! Did you see these incredible looking ladies? "Harry said, pointing at the girls.
"Get your dirty mind out of the gutter and concentrate on your pending introduction and initialization of your seats at the Wizengamot," said Remus laughing.
"Lord-Baron, shall we begin?" asked Madam Bones.
"Harry," Harry replied with a smile, winking to the girls, who looked flabbergasted at his behaviour. Did he just wink?
"Uhm... well, Harry then. Please call me Amelia, Harry," Madam Bones said.
Harry smiled, but said nothing... he was waiting until she came to business.
"Well, the Wizengamot. The Wizengamot serves as the wizard high court of law, and as a form of Parliament, like in the Muggle world. It is headquartered at the Ministry of Magic and it takes place in the special room, reserved for the Wizengamot.
"The Wizengamot has fifty seats, whose selection is defined by the Wizengamot itself, in addition to the Court Scribe, who acts as its stenographer. The Minister for Magic, Senior Undersecretary to the Minister, and Head of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement all sit on the Wizengamot ex officio. Members wear plum-coloured robes embroidered with the silver letter "W" while the court is in session. The Chief Warlock of the Wizengamot functions like the chairman of the Wizengamot and he must be an existing Head of Family.
"Every seat is associated by a family and executed by a Head of Family. Such family is an old pure-blood family like the Malfoys and Potters.
"When there is no Head of Family, the seat is empty and is called the reserved or absent seat, and can't be used for voting. A Head of Family can be the Head of Family for more then one family, and in this way represent more then one seat. Every seat carries one vote and can't be represented by a proxy. In case one member is Head of more then one family, he presents multiple seats. Every empty seat will display the Family crest of such member.
"Now some words about voting. A majority in the Wizengamot means more than fifty percent of the votes. A new law gets approved with at least fifty-one percent of all votes. A change of an existing law must carry a majority of seventy-five percent or 38 votes. In cases like this, the Minister of Magic carries also one vote.
"Only the Minister of Magic creates laws, or creates the changes. He is doing the technical work. When the Minister of Magic is creating a new law or amending an existing one, the Minister of Magic must find a supporter of the law in the Wizengamot."
Harry stared at Madam Bones for a moment.
"I understand that I have fourteen seats in the Wizengamot, is that correct?" Harry asked.
Madam Bones looked impressed. "How many?" she asked.
"One seat each from the Potters, Blacks, Gryffindors, five from the Bones, three from the Ravenclaws, one from the Slytherins and one from the Zabinis. Then I have one seat temporarily of the Malfoys. That means fourteen seats and that is twenty eight percent of the available seats in the Wizengamot," Harry said with a smirk on his face, looking at Amelia Bones, then to Remus.
"I'm a winner today, and I'm going to kick some butt," he said.
"You are going to kick what?" asked Amelia Bones mystified.
Harry looked at Remus and both of them burst into laughter. "That's something muggle," Remus answered.
"Okay, what is going to happen and what must I do?" Harry asked.
"The first thing that needs to be done," Amelia Bones said slowly, while looking at the clock on the wall," is to get you initiated in the Wizengamot amphitheatre. The session of the Wizengamot starts with the introductions. Every Head of Family who enters the amphitheatre is announced by the Court Scribe. He is, by the way, Percy Weasley," Amelia said, looking intently at Harry.
Harry shrugged, but said further nothing.
"In case one of the members of the Wizengamot has a change in personal status, like a new girlfriend, fiancée or wife, he is required to present his fiancée or wife. "
Amelia Bones looked sternly at Harry, then to the girls.
"Your fiancées must accompany you at that stage, Harry. Because you have more then one fiancée, all your fiancées walk two steps away from you." She looked at her niece pointedly.
"When the all the members of the Wizengamot are complete, the Chief Warlock of the Wizengamot will make his entrance. Everyone needs to stand, until the Chief Warlock sits or gives the permission to sit.
"The first part of the session at the Wizengamot starts when the Chief Warlock handles all the internal issues of the Wizengamot. Internal issues are things like your new initiation as Wizengamot member, Harry. That is probably also the moment that you will be attacked politically, because I suspect that Dumbledore, and maybe others, will criticize your initiation.
"After this round, there will be a short break, and the session will continue. That session is dedicated in presenting any new laws, or changes to existing laws. After this presentation, there will be a general discussion about the proposals. After the discussion we have a lunch break. After the lunch, we will have voting. That ends the Wizengamot session for the day."
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Laura Fudge hurried toward the Ministry building. Her father sent an owl to tell her that she was expected to be with Harry for the public announcement of their engagement. Laura knew immediately what her father meant. He wanted Harry to be accompanied by her when he made his entrance in the Wizengamot amphitheatre. She smiled... she loved the attention and the drama, and she was curious what the people would say when they saw her with the famous Harry Potter, Lord-Baron of many families, the most powerful person in wizarding England.
She entered the Ministry and asked the guard where Harry Potter was. The guard shrugged and pointed over his shoulder. "Try Madam Bones," he said calmly, and turned to the next approaching wizard family.
Laura took the elevator and walked toward the office of Madam Bones. She opened the door and there her fiancée was sitting in front of the large desk of Madam Bones. But then her sight fell on eight beautiful dressed young women, sitting very close to her fiancée!
"What is this?" Laura Fudge yelled. "Get away from my fiancée!"
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