The Rebellion

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Chapter 22: The Queen moves; checkmate.



Harry was sitting at breakfast, calmly sipping his tea with Draco, Remus, and Narcissa when Dobby brought them the morning edition of the Daily Prophet. Harry took the paper and began to read the contents. It had been two days since he was at the ministry, and the paper from the day before already told of the uproar from the public about the declaration of war by the queen herself. It had also told about Harry and Draco now being wed. Harry wondered what the Weasley's thought about that, mainly Ron, Ginny, Molly, and Hermione, as he was pretty sure she was staying with the family of redheads. When Harry finally glanced at the front page, he saw Skeeter had done an interview with Scrimgeour. With that, he began to read in earnest. When he was through, he folded the paper, let out a snort, and tossed it across the table to Draco.



"I see Scrimgeour is trying to coax me to meet with him by using Skeeter. Well I have news for him, let him squirm! I don't intend on going back there until the day before Dumbledore’s trial". Harry all but growled out.



Draco nodded his head and began to read the article Harry was talking about. It didn't take long, and he let out a bark of laughter.



"You don't recon he seriously thinks we would fall for that do you? He's scheming with Dumbledore I'll almost bet, and trying to figure out a way to release him before Dumbledore airs his dirty laundry". Draco replied as he handed his mother the paper.



"What did he say"? Remus enquired after taking a sip of his tea.



"Oh, just that he needed to see me urgently about the new war department. It's a load of bollocks, as he damn well knows what the new law stated. We have two months to recruit two hundred people, and if not, we use the draft". Harry replied as he started to butter some toast that Dobby had just set on the table.



As the table was set, everyone had just started to eat when green flames erupted in the fireplace that set to the back wall of the kitchen. Everyone's movements came to a halt, figuring it was Kingsley with some sort of news, but it wasn't.



"Sir Harry, I am sorry to disturb you, but I'm afraid I must". Came a woman’s voice from the floo.



Harry and Draco immediately shot up from their chairs, and made their way to the green flames that held the face of none other than Her Majesty, Queen Elizabeth II. Harry's jaw dropped, and Draco had to use his finger to gently lift it shut.



"Your Majesty, I, er, wasn't expecting you. I didn't know you knew about the floo network"? Harry stuttered out, making the last part a question.



"Oh yes, my dear Harry, your friend Sir Remus told me how to contact you, and left me the floo powder. Since I still have some magical blood in my veins, I can use it. Hello Sir Draco, it's a pleasure to see you too! I need to see you both at 1:00 sharp today, in my office. I have a big plan about a headquarters for conducting the war from. Is Sir Remus there this morning also"? The queen asked.



Remus made his way to the fireplace with Narcissa trailing along behind him. "Yes, your majesty, I'm right here".



"Good, good, I'm glad to see you're looking well. Who is the beautiful woman behind you may I ask"? Her majesty enquired.



Draco reached for his mother’s hand and led her forward. Narcissa gave a courtesy and bow, then stood back. "I am Narcissa Malfoy your majesty, soon to be Narcissa Black. I am Sir Draco's mother. Sir Harry and my son have given me asylum, and have hidden me away from the death eaters who my husband stupidly got involved with years ago".



"Thank you Mrs. Malfoy, you did say soon to be Miss Black"? Her majesty asked, as she looked the blonde woman over.



"Yes your majesty, I will be getting a divorce from my husband who now resides in Azkaban prison for toadying after a madman. I fully intend on staying with my son, and my new son-in-law, while helping them in any way possible". Narcissa honestly replied in a very prim and proper way.



"I can help you there dear, and make it go through very quickly. Will you please accompany Sir Harry, Sir Draco, and Sir Remus to my office today for a motherly chat"? Queen Elizabeth sincerely asked.



"Your majesty, I would be honored to have a visit with you any time. Yes, I would be most gracious to come, and will. Thank you for asking me". Narcissa replied, and then stepped back out of the way for Harry to speak.



"Sir Harry, the floo is connected to my office and living quarters as of now. When you come, simply say 'queens office', and you will be transported to my private sitting room that we were in the other day. I will see you at 1:00 sharp then"? Her majesty asked as she looked at the four standing in front of the hearth.



"Yes your majesty, we will be there at 1:00 as you wish. It's not wise to discuss much more than we have already over the floo network, I'm sure you understand". Harry replied.



"Yes, yes, I will see you then". The queen replied, and the green flames suddenly died away.



Harry turned to look at the others, still very surprised about her using the floo to contact them. "Er Remus, you care to explain"?



"Harry, the floo was set up secretly by Kingsley as an escape route for Her Majesty and His Royal Highness in case the death eaters were to somehow infiltrate Buckingham Palace. They can not tip them here, as they could never gain entrance. I reset the wards for the both, and set up the floo to receive them while you were in training.



"Oh, well that's all right then. I was afraid we might have a breach in the wards. I say we finish eating, and then get ready to meet the queen later today". Harry said as he made his way back to sit down at the table.



As everyone was finishing their meal, Harry wanted to know how far along Draco was on his new project. "Er Draco, how far along are you on that new potion"?



"Oh, the Veritaserum X"? Draco asked, and Remus quickly snapped around to look at the two young wizards.



"Harry, that potion was banned by the ministry over a century ago. What do you need with that, as it's considered a dark potion". Remus quickly spouted out.



"Well Remus, I just un-banned it, and reclassified it for wartime use. I'll run it through the Wizengamot during the next meeting. The only reason the ministry considered it dark was they were afraid somebody would slip them some, and they would tell the truth for a complete day, instead of an hour. I want to question Dumbledore about all he knows, and I want to make sure he can't lie his way out of it. As far as I know, there is no counter for Veritaserum X, or is there Draco"? Harry asked, wanting to make sure about using it.



"No Harry, there is not. Even occlumency can't override its effects. He will have to tell the truth for a full twenty-four hours once it takes effect. I'm brewing plenty of it to use in interrogating prisoners when we catch them". Draco explained.



"Why did they classify it as dark, and what about any side effects"? Remus asked.



"There are no more side effects than using plain Veritaserum Remus. All it does is last longer, and they said it was dark so they could try to gain a stronger sentence against anyone caught brewing it. The death eaters have wanted to use it several times, but I think Severus lied to the scaly bastard about having the formula to brew it correctly. I would say he knows how to brew it by heart if the truth was known". Draco said as he finished his tea. "Come on Harry, we need to start getting everything ready to go meet the queen".



Harry reluctantly got up and dragged himself upstairs after his husband. He knew Draco took a long time to get ready, but to meet the queen; he would really drag it out, and make him dress 'proper'. As soon as they were in their room, Draco began sorting through what each would wear to their meeting. Harry ended up trying on several dress robes before Draco was satisfied. He then began to try to tame Harry's unruly hair, which was a a disaster, and he knew it. After Draco finished with Harry, he had him start collecting any paperwork to take along as he started to dress himself. He figured that would take at least until noon, and it was only now 9:00 in the morning.



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The door to Albus Dumbledore's holding cell swung open that morning admitting a tall and loping figure with a slight limp. He looked up and noticed it was the minister for magic, Rufus Scrimgeour. "Ah Rufus, any word from Harry yet"?



"No Dumbledore, no word as the paper has just come out. I want to know what you intend on doing, since the queen herself has declared open war against He-who-must-not-be named, and the death eaters"? Scrimgeour growled out.



"Calm down Rufus, it doesn't become you. I think I will give our Mr. Potter until tomorrow to see if he answers your summons. He may not be getting the paper, but I would venture to say, somebody is helping him and the Malfoy whelp, and they will see to it that he receives it. As to what I will do about the war, well I am going to set back and see what happens first. If it doesn't go my way, I'll just have to change it won't I"? Dumbledore calmly explained.



"Change it? How in the name of hell do you plan on doing that locked up in here? Dumbledore, I have given you all the slack I can, and there is no more without losing my job! I'm telling you now, I will NOT be doing that in the near future"! Scrimgeour bellowed out, while starting to shake with fury.



"We'll see Rufus, we'll see. Please let me know when you hear from Mr. Potter, will you"? Dumbledore said with a smirk forming on his lips.



Scrimgeour’s eyes bugged out at Dumbledore’s hidden threat. He let out a great growl, turned quickly, and slammed the cell door shut behind him. "What the hell have I gotten myself into".



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Harry, Draco, Remus, and Narcissa had taken the floo to the queens office at five minutes till one, and were made comfortable by a butler who serviced the royal family. They had been given tea and biscuits while they waited for her arrival. At exactly 1:00 PM, her majesty entered the room with her husband. All four arose from their seats, greeting the queen, and the Duke of Edinburgh, then sit back down and began their meeting.



"Now, since we are all gathered here in private, let us dispense with the titles shall we. If you would, please call me Elizabeth or ma'am. You may call my husband Prince Phillip, or Phillip if you like. There is no need for all the 'sir' business away from the public". The queen said, and the others all agreed, asking the royal couple to call them by their given names also.



"First off, I shant beat around the bush as they say. I mentioned a headquarters for the war. The one at Rosslyn Chapel, and the catacombs, should only be used by the generals and the Privy Council. There is too much in the way of secrecy there to allow just anyone access. I assume you all have read up on what you have seen there so far. That information must not get out to anyone, as a certain families, more royal than my own, lives would be at stake. The artifacts held there can never be known, especially to the French". The queen said with a huff.



"Now then, the headquarters. We have a property under the crown that is near a RAF base in Wiltshire. There is a manor there, which you will be moving into, and you can ward it to protect the property. The property in question is Rudloe Manor. There is some adjacent buildings that we are giving you to use in training, along with the pastureland, and the old gardens in the back. Just behind the garden is a large maintenance building which could be used as a small factory if need be. There was some housing built on the grounds that can be used as a hospital and orphanage. The main headquarters however is underground. There was a large underground stone quarry or mine there, and we converted it into a huge fallout shelter during the start of the cold war. It was intended to house the parliament, and my family, in case of a nuclear attack. It is not needed now, and has been idle for years. I have a crew in there now updating the facilities with modern living appliances and furniture. It has a large canteen, an infirmary, plenty of room for training facilities, barracks, has it's own electrical power plant, and an underground lake. In reality, it is a small city underground. So, Harry, do you have two galleons on you"? The queen asked as she took in their dumbfounded expressions.



"Er uh, yes I do". Harry said as he started to fish around in his robe pocket.



"You will not need them now dear Harry, but will when we get there. There is an old ceremony that I think would be appropriate in deeding this land over to you. You will own it, and that will keep the Ministry of Magic’s hands from it. It will always be tax free from the crown, and I think you will all enjoy living at the manor. There is a hidden lift that will take you underground to the headquarters. There's also a few other entrances that go underground that you will need to ward after we have the facilities upgraded. You will have all the maps and plans to such, and I will help you in anything you need. You are a separate branch of the government now, and I have decided to create a new ministry of which Mr. Potter, you will be made a minister today. The Minister for Magical Warfare. The new ministry will be named The Ministry of Magical Defense. You will not answer to the Minister for Magic, nor the Ministry of Magic as you will report only to me. The Ministry of Magic has done nothing but bungle everything since 1900, and I will not have their greedy hands involved in this".



Harry set looking dumbfounded again. Finally, after taking a large breath, he mumbled out a few words. "Um, well, I don't quite know what to say. Thanks for all of your help. It is truly needed, and is greatly appreciated".



"Ma'am, I think what my husband is trying to say, is that it is about time the crown knew what has been actually going on, and cutting out the cancer, that has been growing inside to the ministry for years, by its roots is very much appreciated". Draco stated with a huge grin.



Her majesty grinned back at this. "You all are so welcome. I am just glad I have people I can trust within the magical community to take this massive undertaking on. I wish to thank you Harry, Draco, Remus, and Narcissa for all you have already done".



"Here, here"! Prince Philip roared, and took a swig of brandy that he had brought in with him.



"Now Narcissa darling, let us women go over into another room while my husband takes care of all the details and plans with the others. I think we need to have that talk about getting you freed of that vile man you are married to". The queen said as she stood and held her hand out motioning for Narcissa to follow her.



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Two long black limousines pulled up in front of the large black iron gates of Rudloe Manor. The one in the front bearing small flags with the crowns coat of arms on them. The occupants stepped from the limousines and through the gates to the lawn in front of the manor house proper. There, the queen stopped in the middle of the lawn and motioned for Harry, and Draco to come to her. Once they made it to her side, she made the announcement to the others as witnesses. "The ceremony today is known as the 'turf and twig ceremony' for the 'livery of seisin'. If you would Sir Potter, take this dagger and cut out a spot of the turf leaving a small hole in the ground".



Harry did as he was told and cut a small thatch of grass up from the lawn about as big as his fist. He then cleaned off the blade, and handed it back to the queen.



"Now Harry, if you will, fish out two galleons and place them in the hole you just made". The queen ordered, and Harry did as he was told. "Phillip, have you a twig yet"?



"Yes dear, give me a second". Prince Phillip said as he broke a twig off a nearby bush, walked over to Harry, and then 'twitched' him with it. Next, he took the twig and stuck it in the ground near the hole. He then stood up and exclaimed, "This turf and twig I give to thee, as free as Athelstan gave to me, and I hope a loving brother thou wilt be." He then took the two galleons from the hole, handed them to the queen, and ordered Harry to replace the sod in the hole, which he did.



The queen then stated, "Let it be known that a valid conveyance of a free interest in the land of Rudloe Manor was given this day to Harry James Potter, and Draco Lucius Malfoy ne Potter by the Crown, and was witnessed by Narcissa Malfoy and Remus Lupin". She then handed over the deed to the properties as stated, free and clear.



Harry turned at a slight noise behind him from the large iron gates, to watch several military personnel hang two large gold gilded letters in each of the elliptical circles within. The right hand side contained a large gilded 'P', and the left a large gilded 'M'.



"Congratulations Harry, Rudloe Manor, and the underground facilities are now officially yours to hold for Britain’s new wizarding army, the new Knights Templar". Queen Elizabeth said as she reached over to pat his shoulder. "Come with me Harry, let me give you the tour of the manor. I do so think you will love living here, as it has needed a good family within its walls for a long time now."



Harry took Draco's hand, and followed the queen and Prince Philip inside to their new home.



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"Did you see the size of that place Draco? My God, how will we ever afford to keep it up"? Harry asked in a snit after they had returned to the Black hunting lodge that evening to pack.



"Oh yes, I saw it. It's actually larger than Malfoy Manor, which by the way, is only a few miles away. That can give us a great tactical advantage, as I am almost sure that Voldermort will end up there sooner or later. I don't see my so-called father staying in Azkaban much longer as they'll be a breakout. And Harry, believe me, we have the money to keep that mansion up, and fifty more just like them for several hundred years, and that with never having another knut deposited into our coffers. What profits we take in daily is enough to run at least twenty manors that size". Draco casually explained while underneath he was giddy at being able to live there.



"Well, let's get packed, we'll need to be moved in by tomorrow to get things started. Plus, I want some alone time with you tonight". Harry said as he waggled his eyebrows at his husband.



"Oh really now"? Draco said with a husky voice. He reached out quickly and grabbed Harry's collar, pulling him into his chest. He gave Harry a very hot and long kiss, then pulled back to look into those beautiful emerald eyes. "Care for a shower"? Then letting go of Harry's collar, he slapped him on the bum and strolled into the bath.



Harry stared after Draco, until he lost sight of him going through the bathrooms door, and broke out of his stunned mind. He then reared back, gave a loud howl, and proceeded to run after his husband, slamming the bathroom door behind him.









Ok all, I'm sorry about the extra delay, but it took longer than expected to get everything re-installed back on my PC. Between fighting with it, and two doctors’ appointments, I finally had time to write this chapter. Thanks for all the reviews; I hope you enjoy this one.



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