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OtterySt.Catchpole · 12-18-2006, 06:45 AM

“Ottery St. Catchpole, you stand accused … ” The minister had begun.

“Would it please the court rather that I sit?” Ottery asked disdainfully.

“No, it would please the court if you would shut your enormous trap,” the Minister of Magic remarked under his breath, annoyed at being interrupted.

“Minister Fudge,” the wizard Bones said, fixing him with a serious gaze. Some court decorum had to be observed, and if not by the minister then by whom indeed?

“As I was saying, before you interrupted Catchpole, you stand accused here before the full Wizengamot of crimes against humanity. Numbering but not relegated to the following: on Conspiracy to oust a monarchy, fifteen charges; attempts to start a ‘backyard revolution,’ twenty five, kidnapping, improper use of magic in the presence of muggles, underage wizards use of magic outside of school,” he smirked as he said that one. “Grand Theft Chocolate … ”

Ottery smiled at that last one. He couldn’t remember what had foolishly possessed him to think he could start his own candy company. But piracy was fun, and he’d wanted to give it a try, and he had been in Brazil … and Lindt wouldn’t miss a shipment. He closed his eyes as he felt a wave of coldness.

“Can I wave my right to hear all the charges against me? I mean you’re obviously going to try me for everything I’ve ever done wrong, and if that’s the case we’re going to be here a long time,” the boy said interrupting again, finding it very hard to breathe. It was taking all of his strength to hold off the Dementors, though they were outside the chamber waiting, but he would not let them take that from him, his happiest memories. He was trembling on the stand before the court. He was running out of time.

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OtterySt.Catchpole SS Featured Artist DA Poet Rupert is My Man! SS100 Triumphant Aethonan Join Date: Jul 2004 Location: The Wicked House Posts: 18,909 Hogwarts RPG Name: Ottery St. Catchpole Gryffindor Third Year	I walked across an empty land I knew the pathway like the back of my hand Paris & Kellybear r luv :Read Otty 's fics:Gone With the Wind:I♥Rupert “Ottery St. Catchpole, you stand accused … ” The minister had begun. “Would it please the court rather that I sit?” Ottery asked disdainfully. “No, it would please the court if you would shut your enormous trap,” the Minister of Magic remarked under his breath, annoyed at being interrupted. “Minister Fudge,” the wizard Bones said, fixing him with a serious gaze. Some court decorum had to be observed, and if not by the minister then by whom indeed? “As I was saying, before you interrupted Catchpole, you stand accused here before the full Wizengamot of crimes against humanity. Numbering but not relegated to the following: on Conspiracy to oust a monarchy, fifteen charges; attempts to start a ‘backyard revolution,’ twenty five, kidnapping, improper use of magic in the presence of muggles, underage wizards use of magic outside of school,” he smirked as he said that one. “Grand Theft Chocolate … ” Ottery smiled at that last one. He couldn’t remember what had foolishly possessed him to think he could start his own candy company. But piracy was fun, and he’d wanted to give it a try, and he had been in Brazil … and Lindt wouldn’t miss a shipment. He closed his eyes as he felt a wave of coldness. “Can I wave my right to hear all the charges against me? I mean you’re obviously going to try me for everything I’ve ever done wrong, and if that’s the case we’re going to be here a long time,” the boy said interrupting again, finding it very hard to breathe. It was taking all of his strength to hold off the Dementors, though they were outside the chamber waiting, but he would not let them take that from him, his happiest memories. He was trembling on the stand before the court. He was running out of time. __________________