How I ended up (Forgotten Mistake by BtsPeace)

Chapter 2 - His Butler, Secret

Modern era

Queen Elizabeth the second of England was sat in her favourite sitting room drinking tea. One of her dogs was sitting at her feet while the other two were snoozing in a corner. The Queen was very distressed at the moment. For three years the mad wizard Voldemort had been terrorizing her good subjects, both muggle and magical alike. What made it worse was that this man had been presumed dead for a decade before his return.

Elizabeth had wanted her magical ministry to hunt the man down and ensure he did not return, but they did not. No, they had written him off as dead before checking the facts and now the man was causing more terror than he had over a decade past.

"Your Majesty, the Ministers of magic and Brittain," said Mycroft Holmes in the doorway. Contrary to popular belief, the gentle, proper man was much more than just the shadow government. No, although the parliamentary system appeared to be the true power in the government, it truly was not. Queen Victoria had decided to create the illusion otherwise, at the end of her reign, to allow the people the comfort of feeling themselves self-governing. However, the position of Shadow government was created, this individual would be the true government, and ensure the Queen's orders and decisions were carried out in the guise of parliamentary procedure.

Mr. Mycroft Holmes was the current shadow government, but he was also more than that, he was the Queen's butler. Certainly there were butlers in the palaces, but the Queen's butler help different duties. Such as being the Queen's shadow government, and the one who knew all the secrets of her subjects. Holmes had proven to be indispensable, and perfect for the roles.

"Thank you, Mycroft. Send them in, please. Also, join us for a cup, we insist," said her Majesty. Mycroft gave a small smile and bowed before showing the two men in. Her British minister had proven to be quite capable in his role, albeit he felt snubbed once he'd learned he held no real power, and that Mycroft could overrule his efforts with no trouble. Still, he had calmed down over the years, and the two got on rather well now. Fudge, the minister of magic, as most of the magic ministers, still didn't fully understand Mycroft's role, and looked down upon her dear friend and loyal subject. 

"Gentlemen, please join us for tea," her Majesty said. Mycroft tilted his head before sitting by her side and serving himself tea. Fudge and his muggle counterpart did the same, although they sat across from the Queen and her dear Mr. Holmes. Fudge frowned at where Mycroft was sitting.

"Now, we have learned that the wizarding rebellion of one Voldemort is still raging, this is distressing," said the Queen before drinking her tea. "Will you tell us of how our dear loyal subjects are faring under this revolt."

There was a single beat of silence when Fudge opened his mouth before Mycroft spoke.  "Your Majesty, your non magical subjects are worried over the recent "accidents" that have been occurring over the past three years. They are growing restless and minister Fudge's cover ups will soon have no effect upon them. I fear if this is not resolved soon, his ministry will take to mass memory altering, which had severe repercussions," Mycroft told his queen. Her Majesty frowned over this information.

"Really, Mr. Holmes, that is an exaggeration. My ministry has been handling this rebellion fine. What is making it difficult is the trials that we must go through to determine innocence or guilt, and that numerous break outs have been occurring during those times. They really have no respect. Unfortunately, due to the ministry being the law, we very well can't do away with procedure—" 

"No indeed, minister Fudge. Pray, then, tell us how you are dealing with this predicament of total disregard for our laws," the Queen interrupted the man. Her voice was stern, and Fudge felt sweat prickle his brow.