*(Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters or places in Harry Potter. They are all owned by JK. Rowling and I have not used them for any profitable means in any shape or form.)

Jason: Hello my good readers.

James: What's up everyone? Did you know the sky is blue during the day time?

Jason: …Uh what's wrong with James?

Remus: Oh Sirius accidently bashed him over the head with his broom and it may have removed whatever brain cells he had left.

Jason: Geez brooms must be heavier than I thought…then again they'd have to be to be able to hold a human being. Hey where is Sirius?

Remus: I don't know he sort of fled after that. Probably to escape Lily's wrath when she finds out what happened to James.

Jason: Yeah I've been meaning to ask something. All four of you counting Lily are dead…so does that mean I died and somehow found myself with you guys?

Remus: Remember this is which means anything could happen. I mean look at what you're writing. Lily came back to life in your story.

Jason: Fair enough. Okay today we'll start the trial. I'm going to warn you this'll only be what I think a regular trial would be like. I have no idea what a real one is like so I'm just going to try and do what they do in the show Lawn and Order. Alright let's start this.*

Harry woke up to his alarm clock and shut it off without waking anyone up. It was 7:45 in the morning on a Saturday. If he woke the others up for no reason he was sure they'd chuck him out the window. As much as Harry wanted to go back to sleep he knew had to get up. He couldn't miss the trial. If they won it meant they had a chance of getting rid of that old hag Umbridge and hopefully getting a more competent teacher that would prepare the student populace for what was out there even if the teacher didn't believe Voldemort was back or not.

Harry looked himself in the mirror and frowned. He was wearing some black slacks, black socks, dress shoes, and a button down shirt. He shook his head and went downstairs to the Common Room where Ron, Hermione, and surprisingly Ginny were there talking.

"What are you three doing up?" Harry asked.

"We wanted to see you off and wish you good luck on the trial." Hermione said.

"Yeah mate so…good luck" Ron said yawning and looking like he was going to fall over if someone lightly poked him in any direction.

"How in Merlin's name did you all get Ron up before me?" Harry asked looking at his best friend as if he had a second head growing on him.

"When you've been living with him for most of your life you tend to pick up on what would wake him up." Ginny responded lightly smacking her brother on the back in the attempt to wake him up.

"Yeah don't remind me. If you ever cast a silencing charm on me and pour a bucket of cold water on me again they'll never find your bodies." Ron said grumpily.

"Oh please Ron, as if you could take on the both of us and somehow manage to get away with it." Hermione said rolling her eyes.

"Whatever I'm going and hopefully they'll at least fire the old toad from her teaching job. That's all I'm hoping for." Harry told them.

"Good luck Harry we all hope for the best!" Ginny said smiling.

Harry nodded at her and walked out of Gryffindor Tower. He walked to the Entrance Hall when he noticed his mother coming out of the Great Hall.

"Morning mum how are you?" Harry asked her.

"I'm alright thank you. What would you like to eat? Dobby is waiting for you in the Great Hall. I have to go and meet our lawyer in Hogsmeade so I'll be back in ten minutes." Lily said before getting an answer out of him.

Harry walked inside the Great Hall and decided he'd better get something to eat now just in case this stupid trial was going to take a while. Considering the last one he went to made Harry miss lunch he figured it'd be best to eat something now.

Sure enough there was Dobby waiting for him where he normally sat in the Gryffindor table. How the elf knew where he sat was beyond him.

"Master Harry Potter sir! It is so good to sees you sir!" The elf said happily.

"It's nice to see you to Dobby." Harry said chuckling. Something never changed.

"What would you like to eat sir?" The house elf asked him.

"Just some pancakes with syrup, a bit of bacon, and some orange juice please." Harry asked.

"Thank you sir Dobby will be back in a two minutes with your meal." And with a crack he vanished.

Harry looked around the Great Hall and it was weird to see it empty. It almost looked spooky how a place that's normally crowed and noisy could look massive, empty, and deathly silent.

When exactly two minutes passed Dobby returned with Harry's food on a tray as big as his head.

Harry thanked him and began eating. He was halfway through when he noticed Dobby was still there waiting patiently for him to finish.

"Oh I'm sorry Dobby how rude of me. I apologize I'm not fully alert after I wake up. Do you want some of this? I won't mind if you're hungry and want some of this." Harry asked Dobby pointing to his plate.

Dobby looked horrified at the mere mention of eating Harry's food and shook his head making his ears flap.

"Oh no sir, Dobby would never dream of eating Master Harry Potter's breakfast! It was prepared for him and only him. You need your strength for today sir. I knows about the trial and its importance. Eat up sir!" The elf said.

"Honestly Dobby I don't mind. If you want this bacon strip or even half of the last pancake it doesn't matter to me. I'm sure you've been up all night cleaning with no rest. You need your strength more than I do. Dobby you won't be a bad house-elf if you take some of my food." Harry told the elf.

"But sir…the food was made solely for you. Dobby shouldn't take the food…it's not the house elf way!" Dobby said.

Harry sighed and remembered why it was hard to convince house-elves that not all the things they do now is considered bad behavior.

"Dobby listen if you don't take this then I'll throw it out and that would be a big waste. I'm not ordering you to eat it as a master and servant thing, but I am asking you as a friend. So please if you are hungry go ahead and take some."

In his eyes Dobby was struggling. He cared for Harry and the fact that he called him a "friend" almost burst into tears. He steadied himself for he did not want to look like a bad house-elf. He slowly took the last bacon piece and ate it slowly. He looked at the last pancake and then looked at Harry. Harry nodded and Dobby used his magic to float it in the air like the cake three years ago back at the Dursley's'. It levitated till it landed in his open mouth and Dobby began to chew slowly. After he was done he smiled at Harry.

"Harry Potter is one of the greatest wizards ever! He is so noble, brave, and kind to everyone! Dobby needs to go now but please call for Dobby if he is needed!" The elf squeaked.

"I will Dobby and thanks again." Harry said.

With a teary smile Dobby vanished down to the kitchens below. Harry got up and then exited the Great Hall. His mother was waiting outside for him with a middle aged wizard.

"Ah there you are Harry I was just about to come and get you. Harry this is our lawyer Mr. William Patterson." Lily said introducing him.

"A pleasure Mr. Potter to be sure. It is an honor to finally meet you in person. Just between us I firmly believe your story of You-Know-Who's return to power and I support both you and Professor Dumbledore." He said extending his hand.

"Thank you sir for believing me and for helping us with this case." Harry responded shaking his hand.

Mr. Patterson was a middle aged man with a brown hair and a brown/blackish goatee. He had light sea blue eyes that looked like they were sticking out of his skull giving the appearance he knew more than he let on. He was tall, very lean yet he looked like he could take Vernon Dursley down if he absolutely had to. William wore grass green robes with a darker colored hood just around the shoulders. To Harry he reminded him of a scholar but also had a look that he had hidden strength in him that was dimmed by his look of not being able to hold himself.

"It was not a problem. I've always wanted to try a case like this (begging your pardon Mr. Potter) where a student was abused by a teacher. I just happened to have gotten back from my weeks' vacation in Germany when I saw Mrs. Potter's file. I read it and was to say hooked. Now come along we need to get to the Ministry and I also need to go over some things about court with you. I know you had a trial over the summer Mr. Potter but this will be a little bit different." William said opening the doors to the Entrance Hall for them.

"Very well let us go if we don't have anything else we don't have to be doing." Lily said looking at Harry.

"Nope I'm good mum, let's get this over with." Harry said walking out.

They walked across the grounds and didn't see nor hear anything except for the trees moving from the wind at the gates. They walked off the grounds and Lily took Harry's hand.

"I don't think you've ever Apparated before Harry so I'm going to warn you now. You may be sick at the other end. And don't squirm I don't want you splinched." She told him.

"What the heck is splinched?" Harry asked.

"It's when you Apparate a part of your body somewhere else than where your destination is." William answered for him.

With that Lily was still for a moment than she and Harry Disaparated from Hogwarts to Atrium in the Ministry.

Harry thought a portkey was bad but this was nothing compared to that. His entire body felt like it was being compressed in on itself and just when he thought he could take it no more the felt of being crushed by two walls stopped. When he felt his feet and could breathe properly again he gasped for breath with his hands on his knees for a minute.

William's eyebrows rose in surprised.

"Was that your first time Apparating Mr. Potter? It does from the looks of it." He asked.

"Yes it was. That was certainly a rush." Harry responded in between breaths.

"I must say I am impressed. Most people vomit the first time. You'll do more of this next year in school. Most people prefer brooms even though they're slower, since being splinched can be disastrous if you don't Apparate properly or if you can't find the right help." William told him.

"I'm just glad I Apparated us next to a waste basket in case Harry did get sick. I'm glad you pulled through." Lily said smiling.

"Thanks mum. Alright I'm good now let's go." Harry told them.

"Alright let's go I believe we're down near the old courtroom unless they changed it for some stupid reason." William said shaking his head.

Harry looked around and everything was still the same as last time except people were wearing heavier robes since it was very close to winter.

When they got downstairs an elderly witch was walking towards them and spotted William.

"Ah William you're early. That's good I was just about to come and get you. You're no longer in courtroom 65. You've been moved to the next one over room 66. I don't know why exactly but I think it's because the courtroom 65's roof started to leak a lot thanks to an accident upstairs in the Auror department of a howler combusting like a bomb and went through the floor hitting the pipes underneath." She told them walking towards the elevator.

"Thank you Ellie I will see you later this evening if we get done on time to discuss the upcoming case of the captain of Ireland's Quidditch team suing an elderly gentlemen for cursing him with chicken pox covering every portion of himself causing the poor fellow to go to St. Mungo's." He called back.

"Chicken pox covering his entire body? What happened?" Harry asked.

"Well supposedly the older gentleman didn't like the way he acted after losing to Greece at their last match in August. So he hit him with a curse that covered him in chicken pox. He went home to rest because he immediately had all the symptoms. When he awoke the next morning his head was covered by a single massive chicken pox. Nothing he did with magic would cut if off. Eventually he literally ripped it off his face with help from the team. He was fine so he continued about his business. When he awoke the next day his entire body and I mean literally every part of his body was covered by chicken pox and the rest of the symptoms returned twice as bad. I saw a photo of the man and I thought the bacteria or virus or whatever it is somehow manifested itself into a massive being. He was taken to St. Mungo's since he found trouble breathing. Eventually after a month they found a spell that literally picked them all off at once and rid the sickness entirely. The healers joked that he molted because of the pile of chicken pox on the floor. Needless to say he wasn't happy and wants to be compensated for being put through all that." William told him.

"Geez that's scary. I wouldn't want that to happen to me." Harry said shaking his head.

"Indeed now I believe you're both familiar on how young Harry's last hearing went correct?" William asked not waiting for an answer. "The only difference is that you'll be questioned by me or Ms. Umbridge's lawyer." William said stopping by a door that read 'Courtroom 66.'

They both nodded and all three walked in ready for the trial to begin.

*Jason: Well that'll do for now. I know you're all looking forward to the trial but that'll come next chapter. I'm going to have watch some Law and Order episodes to get some idea of how this is going to work. Also this was my first time describing a person. What do you all think? Leave me a comment in the review if I needed something more I want to improve on how new characters are introduced. Also for those of you dreading oc's coming in and taking the main character's spotlight, don't worry it'll just be for stuff like this. After the trial we'll never see William again. A quick fun fact before we leave though. I once had a dream of the chicken pox thing I added. Literally my face was covered by a single massive chicken pox and it took my family and friends' efforts to pick the stupid then off. Then in my dream I woke up the next morning and there was nothing on my skin that didn't look like a chicken pox. I was covered literally EVERYWHERE by them. I was actually called "Chicken pox boy" by my family in the dream. That's all for now R&R please!*