ELECTED

A Harry Potter Fanfiction

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Previously on ELECTED:

Lord Harry James Black-Potter, Minister for Magic;

To Albus Dumbledore, Order of Merlin, First Class;

Greetings.

Upon my recent ascension into office, I have considered the possibility of sending a missive asking to work together to the Order of the Phoenix. However, I have come to the decision that the Order will simply get in the way of our operations. It is for that reason that I will say this. Any members of the Order of the Phoenix not Aurors or Hit Wizards will not be allowed into a raid, just like normal civilians. Should they decide to join in anyway, they will be charged with obstruction of justice. If you wish to pass information on to the Ministry, then please do so. Please send a return owl to confirm or contest this decision.

Regards,

Paterfamilias Lord Harry James Black-Potter

Minister of Magic

Head of House Black

Head of House Potter

Chapter 3: Order of the Flaming Ostrich

Dumbledore struggled to hide his rage. Harry had become Minister for Magic? How had he not heard about this? And he was outlawing the Order of the Phoenix? He managed to keep the rage off his face, but not out of his eyes. His power began to fill the room and he quickly reined it in, hoping to prevent an outburst. He pocketed the letter.

"Albus?" Professor McGonagall asked from her position. Dumbledore stood up.

"Harry has decided to be difficult. Do not worry, I have it all in hand. This meeting is disbanded until I have cleared up this issue." He stood up and walked to the fireplace. "Hogwarts, Headmaster's Office!" He cried and disappeared in a flash of green flames.

When he arrived, he drew his wand and began to promptly destroy his office. Once his office was suitably destroyed, he walked into the floo.

"Ministry of Magic, Minister's office!" he called. He stepped out of the floo to see that he had been redirected to the main lobby. How dare Harry block him from using the floo in his office? He felt his anger rise once more but managed to hide it behind his grandfather persona and keep a fake smile on his face. He entered the lift and pressed the button for the Minister's Office. The first thing that he noticed when he stepped out of the lift was the large amount of muggleborns on the level. He knew that Cornelius would never hire a muggleborn for his personal office, so it must be Harry. He needed to dissuade Harry of this quickly; he needed to keep the muggleborns underfoot and loyal to him, and the best way to do that was to encourage the prejudice but look like he was trying to protect muggleborns from it. He pushed the door that led to the Minister's Office, but it was locked. Dumbledore took out the elder wand and poured all his available power into the door. "Alohomora." He intoned. The anti-alohomora charms on the door broke under his considerable power and the door swung open. Harry was at his desk, talking to Amelia Bones and Croaker about security in the Ministry, when his door swung open.

"Expelliarmus!" Harry said, his wand pointing at Dumbledore, fury all over his face. The elder wand soared out of Dumbledore's hand and into his own. Harry was stunned when he felt the magic of the wand search him and find him worthy. He felt the wand's loyalty switch to him, and it felt like he had found an old friend that he had forgotten existed or a hole in his heart which he had never noticed was now filled. He pocketed Dumbledore's wand. He hid his shock and turned to Dumbledore.

"So, should I charge you with breaking and entering immediately, or after you tell me why you found it fit to break in to break in to the office of the Minister of Magic?" Amelia Bones said, her wand pointing at Dumbledore.

"Harry, my boy, I want to speak to you about that letter you sent me this morning. I'm sure that we can come to an agreement." He said.

"I seem to remember I told you to send a return owl, Dumbledore, not to speak to me personally. Even if I did say that, I would expect you to make an appointment, not barge in during a highly confidential meeting." Harry said. "Amelia, would you remain in here with me while I talk with Albus? Croaker, do you mind coming back afterwards? I will send a patronus to tell you when we're done." The Unspeakable left the office, closing the door after him. Harry shot the door with a colloportus with the elder wand. He turned to Dumbledore. "So, talk." The old man bristled at being spoken to without the reverence he was used to, but once more held back his anger so it didn't show on his face.

"Harry, my boy…" he began, but was interrupted.

"Lord Potter, Dumbledore, or Minister if you prefer. I have not given you permission to address me so informally." Harry said angrily.

"Very well, Lord Potter." You could tell that he had to force the words out of his mouth. "You have to admit that having the Order of the Phoenix on your side would be a huge advantage in the upcoming war." He began.

"Why?" Harry asked. "Very few of the people in your 'Order' are actually trained for war or dueling. You are simply putting untrained people into danger."

"But we can provide information about raids and extra people when they are needed." Dumbledore said.

"If you gave us access to your own personal spy, we would have the same information, and faster." Harry countered. "And these 'extra people' would be more of a burden than a help. My aurors are having enough trouble defeating death eaters without having to look after untrained civilians led by a man with delusions of grandeur! The reason I have outlawed your Order is that they are the reason that we have lost raids in the past! Look at the last war! We lose more raids when the Order of the Phoenix is there!" But Dumbledore had focused on the first part of his statement.

"Severus' position as a spy cannot be compromised." The old man said. "The only way to do that is to have him under my personal protection." He actually sounded convinced of that himself. Harry shook his head.

"Professor Dumbledore, you are already in hot water over breaking and entering. Do you want me to add a charge of obstruction of justice and insubordination to that as well?" Harry said. Dumbledore stood up, angrier than Harry had ever seen him. His magic began to swirl around the office, causing a wind to form. Harry could feel the man's aura pulsating with anger.

"How dare you! Can you not see that the war would be better off if the Order of the Phoenix was assisting you? Why can you not see that? And how dare you question me, Albus Dumbledore, defeater of Grindelwald, leader of the light?" The old man thundered. Harry stood up as well, his own magic pulsating and his aura building as it grew and fought against Dumbledore's magic, pushing it back. Now Dumbledore looked almost scared.

"Albus Dumbledore, your head is too inflated with delusions of grandeur and public opinion for me to consider working with you or your stupid Order of the flippin' Flaming Ostrich!" Harry shouted. He sat back down. "Amelia, take him away for trial." He said.

"I don't think I will allow that, Harry." Dumbledore said. "While I could break out of Azkaban, I have better things that I could be doing. Fawkes!" he cried. The phoenix blazed into the room. Harry flicked the elder wand, pointing it at the bird.

"Stupefy!" He cried. The bird shrugged off the charm like it was nothing and disappeared with Dumbledore in a flash of flame. Harry turned to Amelia. "I want every magic sensor in the country looking for him. Now!" Harry cried. She thundered out of the office, calling orders the whole way.

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FLASHBACK: 7 DAYS EARLIER

The Wizengamot chambers rang with the chatter of the 50 members. This was a closed session; there was no one in the chambers but the members themselves. They were once more trying to decide who to place as Minister of Magic. The light side of the Wizengamot wanted someone who would provide a strong figurehead for the Ministry. Dumbledore had already refused the job some years earlier, so they took the next best person – Harry Potter. They believed that Dumbledore would act through him, making the necessary changes and guiding the Ministry properly, while Harry acted as the figurehead. This was suggested to the Wizengamot, and the other two sides of the Wizengamot started to discuss the idea.

The Wizengamot chambers were in the shape of a giant 'U'. The doors were at the open end of the U and the Chief Warlock's chair at the bottom. On the left side (from the Chief Warlock's view) was the lights. On the right was the darks. The Ministry officials had their seats to the immediate left and right of the Chief Warlock's chair. Between the ministry officials and the other two factions were the neutrals. The Minister of Magic did not sit with the rest of the ministry officials, unless he supported the neutrals. When he came in to office, he would choose either light, dark or neutral to support his agenda. Now, the neutrals (who only wanted the war over and done with ASAP, no matter who won) were thinking that Harry Potter would be a good candidate – if he was good at his job, he would lead the ministry to victory. If he was bad, then Voldemort would win faster. Either way, the war would be over rapidly.

The darks, on the other hand, saw this as an opportunity to make the job easier for themselves. They thought that there was no way that someone that is only 16 would be able to lead the ministry to victory, and it would humiliate Potter to be such a terrible minister. So, they decided to vote for him too. For the first time in history, the Wizengamot was united in their preference of minister, and Harry Potter became the new hope of Magical Britain.

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A/N Sorry about the really short chapter, but this week has been really busy, and I'm late to update as it is. I hope that you now know why he was voted in as Minister. Think of this as a filler chapter for the chapters to come. Tell me what you want to see in the coming chapters; anything you want clarification on, any constructive criticism, etc.

Until next time,

GlimmerGamingMC