Harry was livid at the stupid waste of life but the witches and wizards present didn't know that's why he was angry as he stood there in his skin tight armour, splattered in Flint's blood with the power radiating of him, he was quite the imposing figure.
"You stupid bastards! Time for a few home truths, you're mine! By rights of conquest because you're former head of house made the wrong choice. You have no money, possessions or status, nothing! You are my slaves to do with as I please and you're treatment depends entirely on you. Last night you experienced one alternative"
Harry paused for a few seconds to let that sink in before striding over and lifting the severed head by it's hair "well here's another!"
"You killed my son," screamed Flint's mother while holding a younger girl
"You have no son and you have no daughter, their lives belong to me to do as I wish." Harry passed the head to a goblin as they removed the body "I could have every girl and woman in this room raped here and now if it pleased me, hasn't it sunk in yet? You are lower than the house elves a few of you were so fond of abusing"
"My daughter is betrothed, you can't touch her" screamed Flint's mother
Harry took a calming breath "all marriage contracts concerning anyone of my house are hereby declared null and void"
There were over sixty people in the room; most of them female who were just beginning to realize the implications of Harry's words
"There is no need for these marriages as you no longer have bloodlines to protect. That decision was made when you're head of house bound their soul to the half blood lunatic Voldemort who wanted to rule the world." Harry knew he had to push them now
"I have no intention of ruling anything, I want the magical world to be an equal rights society where every magical creature is treated the same and before anyone here starts screaming abuse remember under the old laws you supported, slaves have no rights." he hoped they were truly listening
"Miss Flint, come here please"
"Keep you're hands off her you bastard" screamed her mother who Harry decided he would have to deal with first
"Mrs. Flint, Winky has reported to me that the elves in you're care are amongst the worst abused she has ever seen"
"They're house elves!" she stated as if that explained the situation
"And you are a slave" said Harry hitting her with a curse causing her to scream in pain.
"If you choose to cling to the old ways then I shall of course honor you're wishes and treat you accordingly! You will work as a house elf for a week to replace the services your mistreatment has cost me, take her away please."
She was still shaking from the spell effects while led from the room. Harry signaled for the girl to join him and asked her name and age.
"My name is Angela Flint and I'm fourteen" she replied with tears running down her cheeks
"I'm truly sorry about you're brother, I did everything in my power to spare his life but he left the guard no choice. You're mother will be fine, she'll be washing dishes for a week then I'll speak to her again. Who were you going to marry?"
"I was to marry an acquaintance of my father's whose business he wanted control of"
Harry asked "what did you think of this" by her bemused expression he concluded she'd never been asked her opinion before "let me explain something to you, as a member of my house your opinion matters, equality works for women as well! Why are you not at Hogwarts? What do you want to do with you're life? As part of my house YOU have choices"
Angela's head was in a spin; she'd never been asked her opinion before, she had dreams of course, who didn't but should she dare speak of them?
"My father said he would choose a husband for me and wouldn't waste gold sending me to Hogwarts, my mother didn't teach me anything because my husband would own house elves"
"Would you like to attend Hogwarts?" asked Harry.
She looked around as if looking for instructions before saying yes while her whole face lit up with a beautiful smile.
Harry could feel the mood of the room changing so went for one more slight push "Angela, there will be a Yule Ball and as a Hogwarts student you are now eligible to attend. Would you like to go?"
Her smile now lit the room.
"Then Angela, you shall go to the ball. All we need now is a suitable escort for you"
Blaise had been paying careful attention and he knew without question that Potter was a man of his word so his choices were stick to the old ways condemning his family to slavery or embrace the new way and his sisters don't have to marry the old men his father had sold them to.
Blaise made his choice and walked straight up to Harry and asked "Lord Gryffindor may I have the honor of escorting Miss Angela to the ball?"
Harry felt as if his emotions were shredded but it was working!
"Blaise the name is Harry and whether ball or husband, it's always the ladies decision in my house" this thought was so alien in the pureblood society that they weren't sure if he was aware of the implications of that statement
"Let me be clear on this! No ladies in my house will ever be told who to marry for any reason. Anyone trying to force them against their will shall make me extremely angry!"
Blaise proceeded to ask Angela to the ball and it was a beaming young lady who said yes.
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