Harry once again found himself in yet another battle within ministry confines, the department of mysteries to be more specific. A group of muggle dressed wizards had entered the ministry from the visitors entrance, all wearing hooded jackets and gas masks to cover their identities. The group started off as one or two people, but as time had gone by, more and more of these strangely dressed visitors began to enter the ministry.
After about ten minutes, the ever-growing group began to attract the attention of a lot of people. The group finally grew to about thirty people before a loud bang rang out. A few people screamed and then there was silence. Suddenly a man's voice was amplified so that everyone could hear him. "Greetings fellow witches and wizards, my name Eugenie. My friends and I are here today for a very simple reason. What we want, more than anything, is equality." he said "Yes, that is correct, equality. You see, for to long now have my fellows and I been shunned from wizarding society, outcast as unworthy. We are, as you say, The Fallen. We're the victims of society's insensitivity, the bullied, the judged. We come from all places, backgrounds and beliefs, banded together by a simple cause, justice. Today will forever be known as a new chapter in wizarding history, and will not easily be forgotten. Society, your turn is over, welcome to the new reign." he finished.
Once Eugenie had finished his speech, a voice yelled from the group "FOR JUSTICE!" before spells began to fly everywhere, causing chaos and destruction. Ministry officials were stunned and dragged into lifts before disappearing out of site, other ministry worker hapless to do anything but defend themselves against the sudden attack.
Harry sat in his office, filling out some paperwork on his most recent fieldwork. Tomorrow would be Harry's twenty-fifth birthday, and he wanted to be home not only for that sake, but he also wanted to spend time with his family, something he loved more than anything else, something he felt that he had never had when he was younger. Suddenly his office door burst open, a dishevelled looking college bent double trying to catch his breath. "Potter!" he panted "Big-group...Attacked the ministry!" he finished, falling on all fours having run from the other side of the ministry itself. "What do you mean attacked?" asked Harry "Surely I would have noticed had they come this way." The man stood up straight having finally caught his breath. He composed himself and said "A large group of hooded and masked people made this speech, they were saying something about equality, being outcasts of society. Potter, they've got ministry officials!" Harry's eyes widened in shock "Where've they taken them?" he demanded "Department of Mysteries, we're taking a team down shortly, you're wanted in the captain's office immediately!"
Harry sprinted out of his office and down the hall. He grabbed hold of the captain's door when all of a sudden the door blast off it's hinges, sending Harry flying through the air and crashing into the wall opposite the door, smoke billowing out of the doorframe. Two of the hooded figures walked out of the room, dragging with them the captain of the aurors. Harry feebly attempted to get up, his focus slipping in and out from the concussion he had received. "Stupefy!" cried Harry, aiming his wand at one of the figures. The spell missed by inches, and was returned with another stunning spell, hitting Harry square in the face, making everything go dark.
Harry woke up in a familiar room. He was tied up and his wand, along with his other captors', lay a few metres away on a table being guarded by one of the figures. Harry looked around to see who else had been captured. His stomach dropped when his eyes fell on a young woman not three people away from him, blood dripping from a gash somewhere underneath her hair. "Hermione!" Harry whispered, but got no response. He tried again, nothing. There was a sudden slamming of the doors as a few of the figures walked in. "It's time" said one of them "Are you sure Eugenie?" one of the others asked "Of course" the one named Eugenie replied "We have enough high ranking people plus a few extra, I'm sure they'll meet our demands." He pulled a small square out of one of his pockets and muttered something, pointing his wand at it. The next second, Eugenie's voice was heard across the entirety of the ministry.
"Listen very closely, for I will only say this once. We demand that you, the minister for magic, meet our demands, or step down immediately, allowing one of our own to replace you. If you do neither within the next ten minutes, we will be forced to kill your workers one by one, until there are none left, staring with your officials. You have ten minutes, I expect to hear from you personally. Meet me in the department of mysteries, I am in the room with the archway, that is all." he finished, turning to his fellows and falling into a whispered discussion.
Harry tried desperately to escape his bonds, but was unsuccessful. One of the hooded figures saw this and walked calmly over to Harry. "Where do you think you're going, huh?" he said, kicking Harry hard in the ribs, causing him to fall onto his back, gasping for breath. "Oh, did that hurt?" taunted the man "How about some more?" he sneered, again kicking Harry in the ribs, forcing him closer to the veil which he had many years ago watched Sirius fall through to his death. Suddenly the man's expression changed "Hang on" he said "You're Harry Potter!" Harry stopped breathing. He wasn't sure if this would turn out to be a good or a bad thing, however, by the sounds of the other's whispers, it didn't sound very good at all.
"Are you sure?" came Eugene's voice "Positive" replied the man who had twice kicked Harry "I can see his scar!"
"Move aside" yelled Eugene, pushing the man away and coming face to mask with Harry. "Well, well, well, if it isn't the famous Harry Potter." he smiled. Harry wasn't sure what to do. The man sounded young, heck, he looked young from the little skin Harry could see revealed from underneath his clothing. "I'm not sure if you remember me, but then again, what did you care? You hardly took any notice of me when I was at Hogwarts with you. As for what you did to my brother...Well, let's just say you forgot him just as easily once he'd died. He was just another sacrifice to you wasn't he? Just another worthless human being on your ride to the top!" he yelled "What?!" asked Harry dumbfounded, but at the same time scared for the repercussions that the question might cause.
"My BROTHER" he said, his voice furious "Collin Creevey! He came back to fight for you, and you didn't do a damn thing! You just waved off his death as another one of your protectors who you cared so little about!"
"Dennis?" asked Harry, astonished. The boy he remembered had been a very nice and innocent, if sometimes a little overzealous young boy. It seemed that Collin's death had in fact had a great impact on Dennis' outlook on life. "I don't go by the name Dennis anymore, instead, I am now Eugene!" he exclaimed "But why?" asked Harry "Why do this? Why change your name?" Dennis bent low so that his face was inches from Harry's. "It's simple Potter. My family is pure, untarnished, decent. How could I possibly allow anything to happen to them again? After what you let happen to Dennis? We were nobody's to you! Non-existant to the wizarding community. I changed my name so that nobody would think of that pathetic weak boy I once was, but instead, what I am now!" he said unblinkingly, constantly keeping eye contact with Harry. "Yeah? And what are you now Dennis? Look around, think about what you're doing. You're hurting innocent people, for what reason? That your life was difficult? That you were shunned from society and had trouble fitting in?"
"You don't get it!" yelled Dennis furiously "Life was more than difficult, it was unbearable. And who are you to talk about such things? You led an easy life, constantly in the spotlight, favourite to all. Don't you see? No matter your mistakes, nobody gave a damn about what you did! If anything, you were praised for your stupidity and got away with more rule breaking than any other student in the history of Hogwarts, but no matter, that will not be of importance for much longer!" Dennis said. "What do you mean?" asked Harry, panic beginning to fill his body. Dennis picked Harry up off of the floor and held him in front of the archway. "Goodbye Harry Potter, the chosen one, defeater of Voldemort. The world will no longer be tarnished with your lies, treachery, and selfishness anymore. Oh, and say hello to Collin for me, if you don't think the being dead makes you better than him!" yelled Dennis, and with that, he let go of Harry, sending him falling backwards through the veil, and into a seemly endless fall into darkness.