Piercing gaze

Peverell vs Lockhart: who comes out on top?

Disclaimer: I don't own anything of this fictional work. Harry Potter does not belong to me in any way. That work of art is owned by J.K. Rowling.

December 1992- Hogwarts of witchcraft and wizardry, Scotland, United Kingdom

It had been about two weeks since the attack. Vera had met with Madam Bones in private to supply her memories of that night. Three days after she had been released from St. Mungos, Madam Bones had personally came to take her to the court room to watch as Lockhart was tried and convicted. Madam Bones had three aurors with her, while the aurors manners back in the hospital room had irritated her and made her magic wish to lash out from their blatant biasness, she had to maintain an air of calm. She was not to lose control of her emotions. It would not do to strike early and miss her prey. There were too many plans in place for her to let loose. Perhaps she might be able to quicken Dumb-as-fuck's fall from grace a little faster with this trail.

When Vera was walked into the chambers it seemed like it was packed. She knew that she wouldn't have to testify, what with given her memories to Madam Bones. However, she wasn't naïve enough to think that there wouldn't be a corrupt member in the chambers that might try to make her take the stand. There were too many secrets at risk if she were to speak.

Cypress had stayed at her side since she was released from St. Mungos. She refused to leave her sister to the tender mercies of those that would treat her like hippogriff dung for being a slytherin. Another at her side in the chambers was Severus Snape, while he wished to be there in the capacity as her mate, but he couldn't. Instead he was there in loco parentis despite her gaining emancipated minor this summer.

Veratrum looked around her and it was a sad day when most of those packed into the observation deck were there in support of that pedophile fraud instead of her. The twelve year old Lady Peverell. There were reports as well, ready to sell a story for whatever a price and call it news. They had no right to her life and honestly they had no right to being here due to her status as a minor, emancipated or not. With that thought she signaled for her law wizard, Mr. Greengrass, to see if he would be able to remove anyone not needed for the trails. She wanted a closed trail this had nothing to do with any of these sycophants or media sharks.

Greengrass nodded his head in understanding before making his way to the center of the floor.

"Before this trial begins, it has been requested that the proceedings are closed to the public."

There was an uproar from the observation deck in outrage. All the spectators were making demands of the court. Vera tuned them out and focused on her bar wizard. He hadn't raised his voice or anything, only remaining silent until the cries settled.

"In this case, my client is a minor and a victim of sexual assault there is no room for the public to have a say in this. It is within our laws that all cases involving a minor are closed until the trial has finished and a verdict has been reached only if the minor and the families involved wish to release facts. If any other breach of privacy appears then all involved in risking the minor can be tried for contempt and disparagement of character."

The crowd had fallen deadly silent at the unspoken threat of charging any and all of them for their demands in remaining.

"No matter how much the defendant makes or how famous they are, has no baring on how the court shall and will process the evidence shown." Greengrass's voice was cold as ice and left no room for argument. "Unless, of course, you would like to take this to the ICW and allow them to know that this ministry can not hold trials to the exact standard."

The threat was left hanging in the air. Everyone in the ministry knew that if this case or any other was taken before the International conference then they would be the laughing stock of the magical world as well as they would be put under the magnifying glass with everything and this corrupt government didn't want anyone watching them. There was an aura of displeasure as the reporters and observers were led out of the court room by no less than four aurors.