I'm A Slave For You-Chp83

I'M A SLAVE FOR YOU

All of the ministers of the branch ministries were gathered together in their respective seats along long tables like the ones in the Great Hall, chattering busily but quietly to each other about what was in store for them. Every ministers of every corner of the wizarding world was gathered there: Europe (which includes a small community in Vatican City and certain third world countries under Europe), North and South America, U.S.A., Asia (which were the very few secluded wizards and witches the Oden hawker Hiroshi the kitsune had spoke back in Romania), India, Oceania (regions like Papua New Guinea), Africa and Ancient Near East (Egypt and Babylonia). The DA members sat at their seats designated for them to represent Albus' party and were overwhelmed at just how many important people they were surrounded with.

After the announcement to the DA members from Beck's note on the secret meeting, they were on their toes all day, almost unable to contain their excitement and their disbelief that they were invited to participate in such revolutionary gathering. They thought they were probably going to some fancy mansion/manor or maybe even a shady secret hall of sorts, but they were surprised to find that they were led to the infamous Chamber of Secrets hidden within the undergrowth of Hogwarts and can only be located and entered via Moaning Myrtle's haunted toilet. Apparently, back in the olden days when the four founders of Hogwarts was still around, Salazar Slytherin had been much of a recluse at heart and was rumoured to have a Basilisk for a pet within this chambers, which is, of course, an illegal animal to have as pets because of its killing gaze, literally. After Salazar passed on and a few incidents occurred within the school involving people being Petrified, Albus—still a professor at the time—tracked down the Basilisk along with several trained Magical Creature Masters and managed to kill it before it could do anymore damage and the existence of this chamber kept exclusively among the Hogwarts staff.

Now here they were, all ready and all filled with mixed emotions they could not even begin to describe about this entire affair, waiting for Albus and the rest of the Hogwarts' staff's appearance along with the Order.

"Psst!" Alicia leaned towards Marietta, nudging her a little. "Check out that minister. Isn't he just the cutest thing?"

"What? You mean the one from Italy?" Marietta looked at where she was gesturing.

"No! The one beside him. The one from Greece. Doesn't he look a mite bit like Viktor Krum and Gilderoy Lockhart divided by two?"

"Oh wow, you're right!" Angelina cut in. "That's totally my kinda guy!"

"I know, right?" Alicia could barely contain her squeal. "He's such a hottie!"

"Viktor Krum and Gilderoy Lockhart divided by two?" Anthony raised a brow. "How does that come about?"

"I personally think that one from Japan is good-looking," Parvati whispered, ignoring Anthony's comment. "He looks like the Chaser from Toyohashi Tengu."

"No way!" Padma protested. "The Hungarian minister is much better!"

"Girls!" Hermione hissed. "We're not here for boy-shopping!"

"That's coz you're already stuck with Ron," Marietta rolled her eyes.

"What does that suppose to mean?" Ron asked, clearly offended.

"Shh~!" Lil shushed them. "They're here!"

A hush soon ran through the room as Albus led the Hogwarts staff and the Order, along with their own Ministry members that have yet to be corrupted, collected using the efficient eye of Moody, to the chamber and seated them all at the seats that represent Albus' party. Beck came in last and nodded in acknowledgement at the DA members who waved slightly at her. As soon as everyone was seated, Albus remained standing to address everyone in the room.

"Good evening, ladies and gentlemen. Thank you all for coming to this secret meeting. I hope I have not caught you in your inconvenience. If I have, I apologize beforehand," Albus adjusted his half-mooned glasses before continuing. "Now, to the matter at hand. I'm sure that all of you have been wondering why is it that we have gathered here in such secrecy and in a place such as this, no doubt. What I am about to tell you is strictly confidential and will not leave this room under any circumstances until I say so."

"Spare the niceties there, Dumbledore," the French minister spoke with a thick French accent. "Please get on with it."

Albus nodded and gestured Lil and Beck to stand up and from there, the two took over to repeat whatever they had said to the Order and the prophesied people in question to the entire audience present in the chamber. By the time they were done, everyone was starting to have mixed emotions and were exchanging incredulous looks at each other, chattering in excited hushed tones amongst themselves.

"This is outrageous!" someone from the Ministry itself stood up. "There is no way the Ministry would want to cover up something so big!"

"Yeah!" another one stood up as well. "We admit that the Ministry and their system is not the best system in the world, but they have done nothing but keeping order throughout the wizarding world! To go to such extremes just to prevent a prophecy from happening and harm a child so young…it's just inconceivable!"

"Hah! You would naturally say that," an Indian minister snorted. "Since you are from the Ministry itself, I wouldn't be surprised that you would want to speak on their behalf. I knew there had been something fishy going on within the politics of your Ministry; I just didn't think it would be that of a big scale."

"How dare you?! How would you understand from being half across the world?" the Ministry member grumbled, ensuing the rest to stand up and start debating amongst themselves. The DA members were shocked, and above all, afraid, as they watched the adults bicker and yell at each other, some threatening to brandish their wands out to probably murder each other.

"SILENCE!!!"

Everyone stopped in their tracks to turn and see Albus glaring at them sternly, his wand at his throat probably with a spell to amplify his voice across the chamber to catch everyone's attention. It was the first for the DA members to see such a face as well for they have always known Albus to have a grandfatherly approach to things and never once raise his voice. Only the Hogwarts staff and the Order, and Lil and Beck, did not waver from that face as they waited for everyone to get the picture. A few moments of looking at Albus' stern face, the reality of the situation sunk into them and they all took their seats awkwardly.

"Now that we have everyone's attention, we would like to return to the matter at hand," Albus softened his facial expression once he lowered the wand from his throat. "You have heard the story that was given to you by Lillian Rome and Rebecca Evans. I know this may come as a bit of a shock to you, but we would like to have you all to gather round and agree to boycott the Ministry."

"Boycott the Ministry?" an Egyptian minister exclaimed.

"Are you out of your mind?" an African minister, with his thick African accent, joined in.

"You are asking us to boycott the Ministry of Magic," an American minister chided. "And might I remind you that it is the people that run this entire wizarding world! You're basically asking us to take down the government!"

"Yes, that is what we are requesting you to do, in a nutshell," Beck replied calmly.

"Bloody hell!" a Scottish minister said in a bemused tone, almost in a Ron fashion. "This goes against everything that we have been told not to do in politics."

"You might as well ask us to dig our grave while you're at it, Dumbledore," a Slovenian minister groaned.

"Unfortunately we will have to break the rules," Albus said. "As they have already broken once too many times. A killer that they have indirectly created is on the loose, and several young children are in danger of being taken into their clutches. So far they have yet to know about young Malfoy and his mate and their children because they are under protection of Lord Sirius Black who had always maintain under the Ministry's low radar, but with the arrest of Malfoy's father, who was an accomplice to Voldemort and is currently under the charge of harbouring a fugitive, kidnapping and raping a minor, and being an accessory to a murderer's schemes, their hiding place are now being compromised because of the possible revealing from the father, and right now, Harry is under the threat of being taken away by the Ministry because they have custody claim over him. Any more delays and they will soon have the upper hand before we even begin to try and accuse them of anything. Your help right now is greatly appreciated."

"If the hiding place of this Malfoy and his family you speak of are being compromised, what are you all doing about it right now?" a Serbian minister spoke up. "Surely the Ministry would not take lightly of him bearing the child of a cursed being, let alone when they are part of the prophecy."

"At the moment, I am putting my Auror cousin Tonks in charge of baby-sitting Draco and the half-wolf and the cubs," Sirius said. "Tonks and I are known by many to be estranged relatives and not really that close ever since my family had booted her mother out of the family tree, so they would not think of looking for him there. My house was searched, obviously, as soon as Lucius was said to be arrested in my property—no doubt he blabbed it to the Ministry while under custody—and all my loyal hired help were interrogated, but they had been sworn to secrecy, though I have a feeling they did so for the sake of the brat and not for me, and told them nothing. And since Tonks headed the search to keep up appearance to the Ministry, no one gave a second thought of her harbouring the brat under her wing. Personally I think maybe they're just too lazy to wind the screws of their brain functions to think that an Auror could be possible suspects."

"I must admit I do enjoy the company," Tonks smiled a little. "After all, I am christened as the babies' godmother. But it also an honour for me to protect them with my life, since the Ministry will stop at nothing to have them terminated one way or another. I wouldn't put it past them to abort the children just as they heartlessly decided to want to abort Harry's child for the sake of a prophecy."

"What of the Potter child?" a Romanian minister asked. "What is his current status?"

"He is currently recovering at St. Mungo after an encounter with Voldemort's minion, resulting to his miscarriage," Beck replied sadly, resulting into silent gasps from the DA members. "Of course, the Ministry knew right away that he had been rescued from the clutches of that monster and had came to claim their right to take him away into their custody. We have tried to prevent them from knowing because we fear this might happen, but apparently someone must've tipped them off anonymously."

"His personal physician, Ard-Rí Constantine, had persuaded the St. Mungo's staff to keep Harry in the hospital as long as possible," Albus replied. "They promised to stall them as much as they can, but with the Ministry Aurors situated outside his ward and observing him, there is no telling when they will figure out the ruse and take him away. He had been through enough; he doesn't need another blow like this, which is why we must act quickly to bring them down before that happens."

"Gomenasai," a Japanese witch said in a wistful voice but with a strong Japanese accent. "Even so this is a problem that concerns of you. We of the Asian committee cannot be part of this. It would probably be better if we allow the Ministry to continue this fiasco."

"Agreed," a Chinese wizard replied in his Chinese accent. "We have been living in seclusion for many years without trouble. We have done our duty in cleansing people of their magical powers because our culture does not allow mortals to possess powers that are meant for the gods. We do not wish to have our well-hidden secret be exposed by this prophecy."

"How could you say that?!" Hermione suddenly stood up, clearly upset at the nonchalant way the Asian party was taking this situation. "This is our friend we're talking about here! Are you willing to allow the Ministry to do as they like, killing thousands of innocents to preserve your lifestyle?!"

"It is troubling at most," a Vietnamese witch replied. "Even worse, regrettable. But if it is the fate of the children to endure such hardships, there is nothing much we can do. Our wizarding world is already under threat as it is."

"Then that makes you no different than those heartless Ministry members themselves!! How can you be so selfish?!"

"Sunimasen," the Japanese witch could only bow.

A long pause ensued before Beck turned to the Asian party and voiced out, "You claim to live in seclusion, you say?"

All the Asian party nodded.

"You say you do so because Muggles condemned those who are magical to be having the power of the gods, deeming them unworthy and must be eradicated, and you are tasked to remove them of their magic, correct?"

Another nod.

"Then you admit that you are committing genocide, which is what Voldemort is doing right now to all the non-purebloods."

Another nod, hesitant this time.

"Then you do realize that you will be deemed no different than Voldemort, and also confirming Muggles' prejudice on you to be unworthy of possessing powers meant for the gods because of you using it to terminate your own people. Is that the burden you wish to carry for the rest of your secluded life?"

The Asian party looked at each other awkwardly, not knowing what to rebut against this harsh truth.

"The Ministry is probably the most to blame by allowing you live in such conditions, not allowing your people to understand your nature and letting those Muggles think so poorly of your kind and let you suffer. They are supposed to run the entire wizarding world and look for everyone's wellbeing, not allowing you to live like this."

"I know it is hard to stomach for all of you," Albus came into the picture. "And I know some of you are still traumatized and apprehensive about the prophecy, given that we have been subjected to the harsh treatment of the Muggles in the past, the Salem Witch Hunt being the worst of its kind. But times have changed since then. There are more and more Muggle-borns in this era and more Muggles are accepting the reality of the fact that we do exist, judging by the number of half-wizards and witches we have within the centuries. Besides, I am sure that deep in your hearts, you are tired of this seclusion and want to get along with the Muggles and co-exist with them, to let them understand you and accept you rather than having to come up with millions of excuses and spells to cover your tracks. It may be a hard process for all of us, but if this prophecy had been made, then it must mean it is time for us to embrace the new future ahead of us. After all, as our Vietnamese representative have said, if it is the fate of the children to endure the Ministry's wrath, what if it is also our fate to eventually come to terms and reveal ourselves to them and build a better future? Surely you must have considered that."

Everyone in the audience looked at each other, murmuring hesitant agreements and nodding their heads as they knew one way or another, the old man spoke the truth.

"Well said, Dumbledore. Spoken like a true Minister and a charismatic Headmaster."

Everyone turned to see Rita Skeeter, who was sitting at the back of the chamber, along with some of her colleagues and a number of people working under every well-known press possible. Even Luna's father was there, who gave his daughter a smile and a wave, earning a rather surprised look, which was very rare, from her.

"What? The press is here?" Beck was shocked to see them as they revealed themselves one by one, taking out their cameras and flashing at everyone present now that their presence were made known. "How did they…?"

"I invited them here," Kingsley admitted. "I used a temporary glamour spell to hide their appearance to sneak them in here. Sorry for not telling you sooner, but we're going to need all the help we can get to bring down the Ministry, and nothing beats the power of the media."

"You said it, Shacklebolt!" someone from the Howler's Hail chirped.

"Besides, we've been hearing little birds chirping all around the area for a while, thanks to certain people who heard it from so-called little children," Rita's colleague from the Daily Prophet stole a look at the DA member. "Now I see what they mean."

"Thank you," Albus nodded. "We appreciate your participation in this. Perhaps it is time to bring it out in the open to gain a foothold anyway. You can quote on everything that has been said here, just so long as you get the facts and names right, and no embellishments or fabrications."

The DA members held back a grin as they had a feeling he was targeting Rita Skeeter.

The meeting carried on well through the night, ending with the branch ministries favouring for the idea of boycotting the Ministry, including the Asian party who were previously the most apprehensive ones. Before they adjourned, Albus gave the press permission to start fanning the flames of doubt to the public with their findings, and encouraged everyone in the audience to do their part in gathering as much manpower as they can to see through this mission.

"This is probably the most exciting gathering we've ever had since the last Yule Ball," Cedric commented as he, along with the DA members, followed behind the adults as they left the Chamber of Secrets.

The rest couldn't agree more.

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"…and that is all that had happened."

A Victorian-themed lounge was warmly lit by the fire as a few men and women dressed in robes of very rare quality sat together to listen what the strawberry-blonde had to say. By the time she was done, they were all in a contemplative mood, but were not far from intrigue.

"Hmm, a rather interesting development," one of the women commented. "What say you, my friends?"

A long pause ensued before one of the men chuckled quietly as he sipped his tea.

"I suppose it is time we make a debut appearance then."