Beautiful Destruction

By: Chibi Kyo Chan

Warning: This fic contains content meant for mature audiences 18 and over. If you are a person easily offended or disgusted then this is not the fic for you.

A/N: Before we get on with this fic I would first like to send my thanks to my best friends (they know who they are) with out their undying support and love of Harry Potter this fic would have probably have never come to be. I would ESPECIALLY like to thank Mel-Chan for she is my partner in crime on this journey of insanity and without her there pointing out plot holes, wrangling plot bunnies from the farm, having three hour conversations on the phone at a time on how to make these crack pairings work, and the countless times we researched the theory on time-travel and watching Donnie Darko till our heads explode. Thank You Mel-Chan. You are my best est friend.

Chapter 1 {A Political Nightmare}

Monday September 1, 1998

8:04 P.M.

Albus Dumbledore sat comfortably behind his desk, smiling happily while sucking on one of his favorite candies of all time, a lemon drop.

Cornelius Fudge sat across from him, nervously petting his lime green bowler that he sat on his knee as if it were a small dog, one of his more noticeable nervous habit and a tall tell sign that whatever he was here for, Dumbledore was positive he would not like it.

"So Cornelius to what do I owe the pleasure?"

Fudge looked up from his incessant petting in surprise, how Dumbledore managed to always be polite, even in the presence of someone he would love to see trampled on by a heard of rampaging hipogriffs is beyond the ex- minister of magics understanding.

"Yes well, of course you know I'm here on ministry business..." stated Fudge nervously, his left eye twitching slightly showing exactly how nervous he happened to be.

Dumbledore gave him a look over his half-moon spectacles "There really isn't any need to state the obvious Cornelius, What is it that Scrimgeour wants now?"

"There are... things... laws that will soon be passed, and I felt that they needed to be brought to your attention as soon as possible so that you would be aware of them beforehand."

"Double-crossing the ministry now that you lost your job have you?" Smiled Albus, his eye twinkling in amusement.

"NO! Of course not! I would never betray the foundation of our world... however... these… things... need to be dealt with and now that I no longer have my position with the ministry I don't really have the power or authority to say or change anything."

Dumbledore rose a quizzical brow "What is it that you want to tell me?" he asked knowing all too well that Fudge would never go through the trouble of getting Dumbledore to use the pull he had unless it was of a dire situation.

"I'm afraid the ministry is wanting to pass a marriage law Albus, one where a muggle born has to marry a pure blood or face a lifetime sentence in Azkaban."

He was surprised how Fudge didn't waste anytime in getting straight to the issue.

"What?"

Cornelius took a deep breath "It only gets worse Albus, this law does not concern itself with procreation at all in fact I am quite sure the whole point is to arrest and incarcerate muggle borns. It's so glaringly obvious that most Wizard media is going to have a field day when it's finally announced."

"That is if the ministry didn't already have complete control of the Daily Prophet and what is the purpose of this law?" asked Dumbledore with a look of utter bewilderment. "If it isn't for procreation or any plausible reasoning The ministry wouldn't just go off and arrest muggle borns unless..."

"He-who-must-not-be-named has his fingers all through the ministry." Fudge finished, Albus you were right he is back."

Dumbledore snorted at Fudge's obvious stupidity, "What was your first clue?"

Cornelius hung his head down in shame "I was wrong and I admit that. But Albus . . . There's more..."

"More?"

"Yes apparently one of the leading crime rates in the magical community is muggle born related and any muggle born found out and about after nine will be arrested. There will be a special 'police' force as the muggles call it patrolling the streets, all muggle borns are going to be forced to wear a special device so it's easier to identify them as who they are."

"This is a complete and utter outrage!" shouted Dumbledore the twinkle in his eye completely diminished.

"I wish that was everything. Furthermore, anyone whose been infected with Lycanthropy will be forced into Azkaban upon discovery. Vampires are to be hunted down and staked, and anyone found with even a smidgen of giant blood running through their veins are to be killed on sight."

"That's practically anyone on the side of the light! Voldemort-"

Fudge flinched at hearing the Dark Lord's name aloud because despite everything that has happened thus far it still seemed very taboo to even think of his name let alone speak it giving it power.

"Has made, it so if anyone wants to live has to join up and fight for him if all this rubbish passes..."

"When they will pass..." Interrupted Fudge "Anyone with any power in the ministry at all loves the ideas anyone with a shred of moral fiber was fired the only kind of people left in the ministry are Death Eaters and Racists."

Dumbledore's gaze hardened "So there is no hope then?"

Fudge stood, placing the lime green monstrosity he called a hat on top of his head the look in his eyes said it all before he even spoke. "I'm afraid not Albus."

Dumbledore's eyes narrowed as Fudge left the office. He popped another lemon drop into his mouth to calm his frazzled nerves so he could think more clearly.

However his thoughts were interrupted by a sudden knock at the door.

"Come in." he sighed , an almost defeated frown gracing his aged and withered face, Professor McGonagall walked in with a rather large stack of what looked to be papers in her arms.

"I have the scrolls on the Death Eaters from The Order Albus."

She was slightly startled when Albus just suddenly stared giving her a saddened look over his half-moon spectacles.

For once, in all the time she had known him she saw him with his guard down. There was no deceptive twinkle, no mysterious quip, nothing. Just him and his emotions, completely vulnerable. Seeing him look just like a mortal man for the first time, it frightened her.

"Minerva, sit down we have a problem."

A/N: And that was the long awaited first chapter … REBORN! And two whole seasons later than I thought it would be... But hey at least it's here now right?

Anywhoo did anyone catch the fact that so far I'm playing with every Harry Potter cliché that has been over done? If you did then YAY you! You earned yourself a cookie. Don't worry though the clichés will slowly but surely disappear as this fic begins to grow.

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This is a behemoth of a fic it's going to be very long and very complicated and very very naughty. If this isn't your cup of tea please don't bother reading pass this point.

Also I want to thank Sapphos-Daughter for her very, VERY helpful review with her help I was able to fix my mistakes.

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